No Sleep Tonight

And half-term draws to a close.

Today is my last day of freedom before the world collapses in on me. Or, well, I go back to school to face the wrath of all those evil beings who wish to imprison me and my thoughts. Teachers. Whatever.

Sigh.

Yeh, I've done no work again.

I may as well just saw off my own hands, and pin them to the wall. Next to my brain which will have also have been removed, to incite laughter at how small and useless it is.

I'm not really sure what all that meant. But I'm sure there was a deep, and sensitive, meaning behind it. I am positive that there is more than just idiocy behind it. No, I'm not, I'm still talking rubbish.

There seems to be no direction behind this post.

I'll talk about yesterday.

I arrived at le Kriso's at about 4:53ish, whereon we sat and stared at her computer. Because that's what we do. Emma arrived, and left, and the Joe and the Oliver arrived. They did not leave. They instead hijacked her television, and watched the oh-so-interesting football, taking time out occasionally to feel either me or Kris up. Uhh, great. Emma returned, dragging a newly-bald Mike with her, soon to be followed by another Oli. Yadda, yadda, yadda, we all watched tv, Paul turned up, we got thrown outtttttttt, AND then we landed at Abi's in time for pizza fun and yet more television watching. Pool/Snooker (I can't tell, it's all the bloody same to me; all you're doing is poking balls into pockets, where's the difference?) was played, and many ended up with blue chalk noses. Nothing to do with me. Uh uh. Tom arrived at sometime, and we all just... watched tv. Emma, Oli and Paul left to pick up STEVE, WHO IS BACK FROM HER SLIDING DOWN SNOW ON STICKS, AND LOOKING LOVELY AS EVER, AND IT'S GOOD THAT SHE IS BACK, BECAUSE OLI WILL NOW STOP FEELING ME UP SO MUCH. Wew. Andddddddd, yeh. That was it really. What an eventful day.

Not.

So anyway, today I am off to le land of le Kingston. For charity stuff, because I am a nice person, and I want to hold buckets. Yeh.