Yessssssterday.
None of the particular interestingness. School was school. There was snow. We had lessons. I'm gonna do Art AS. Woo.
Thehehehen. We went chez Paul. WHAT A FIT HOUSE. That was a fucking nice house, I may have to live there for ever. So many nice stairs. Nice food. Nice blah blah.
I can't think of much interesting to say, other than it was groovy, and thank you for having us, Sir Paul.
Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to.... Stawberry Fields.
Kris is sitting next to me, ruining her nails. Honestly, Krease. She looks well nice today. I am so full of compliments. All marry me.
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