"And He Didn't Want Me To Do The Horses And Small Animals"

Ah, how eventful it has all been.

Thursday was rather lovely.

I got up late, was dropped off at the station, looked at a bit of art for about 20 minutes, ate lunch, looked at a bit more art, sat by a fountain and then went to Putney.

What a doss.

Well, except the finding-my-way-from-Putney-station, which was a complete disaster, due to my general bad sense of direction and overall idiocy.

Luckily, I dragged mother up from her sick bed, and made her find me. What a great daughter I am. I then made her take me out to dinner. Well, actually, she made me, but shh.

So I stayed at le aunt's that night, and had to get up at SIX A.M. Horrible. I caught the backwards train to school, and attempted to concentrate for the rest of the day.

/ping.

Then, we traisped to the Staineio, and ate much of the pizza.

Senior Pressie followed.

Oh my.

Explaining it just would not do it justice.

Suffice to say, I THOROUGLY enjoyed myself.

And there was the added bonus of seeing Ms. Venus and Fred.

And, uh, Mrs. Robertson.

Oh dear.

On other notes:

The spot has gone. As well as the scab. I am FREE OF THE EVIL SPOT. OHHHHH YEH.

And ALSO, I am going to see FRANZ FERDINAND, and then THE DARKNESS, and then THE ALL AMERICAN REJECTS.

I am so darn cool.