"Yeh, And We've Been Taking The Hicky, I Mean Micky, All Day"

Hahahahahahahhahaa. Love bites. That can mean soooooo many things, don't you think? Anyway. I am in a good mood because I have been given the opportunity to ridicule Kris ALL DAY. Oh yes. Best sport there is. Kris-teasing is like better than a really good episode of Friends. Sorry, Kris, but you know it's true.

Today was a day of not interestingness. Basically, I failed English, Latin and most definitely my French Oral. Which was expected. And of course, the normality. In fact, I would be most shocked, and quite disgusted to discover that I got a high mark (if I did. Which I wouldn't, as I am thicker than two short planks. I'm not too sure what the expression actually means. Are two short planks thick? What if they were balsa wood? That's not thick, that's really light, and you can make model wooden boats out of it. If you wanted to, which I'm not very sure you would. But you might, if you felt so inclined to. Or perhaps it's your hobby. Balsa boat making. Doesn't sound like much fun to me, not that I'm dissing boat making, each to their own and all that jazz, but come on. Surely there are for more productive things to be doing. This coming from the girl who spends her entire life on MSN and blogging. I actually do nothing else, I mean, I have two exams to prepare for tomorrow, and what am I doing? I am sitting here complaining to a screen, which I am quite sure, could not care less. Well, it might do, but I am not too sure that a monitor has feelings. I'm not altogether sure why it would need feelings anyway. Wow, that was one hell of a ramble. Should I close the brackets now? I'm not sure, do I need to add more? No, I need to stop, but for some reason, I seem unable to. Ooh, look, there, I stopped. And again. And again. Ok, I'm done now.).

JUST THERE, RIGHT JUST THIS SECOND, I HAVE DECIDED THAT I REALLY DO LIKE MOCKS. How sick is that? VERY. But they are so much fun. You pretend to revise, you flunk, you miss days off school, you hang around school eating a lot of food and mucking around with fronds. Its genius. Why didn't we get to do more of this? I love it, I lurrrve it, I LOVE IT, and in Rozza's all-too-wise words, 'I lobe it'. I do. It's great. I am in greatly indebted to that woman/man/elf who invented these mocks. Mocks, haha.

I think the main reason I am having this epiphany is because I have FINISHED MON ORAL DE FRANCAIS. This is good, mainly because I do not have to worry about this awfulness for at least two weeks now. All is good in the land of Cass.

I know who I want to take me home. That is a GREAT song, I think you will agree. And if you don't, well you have no taste and I don't care anyway.