Last night was HORRENDOUS. We went to see Saw (har har). It was vile. There were people screaming in the cinema. And I have fingernail marks from Kris digging into my hand. It was not nice. I was considering walking out. But I didn't. I stayed put, and became surprisingly ungrossed out by the time it came to her cutting his skull open with a circular saw. But that's good, I suppose.
And I didn't get any nightmares about it. I did dream that I stole my car AGAIN. I don't know what this means. But it's no good; I don't like guilty dreams. Nuh.
On Monday, I went for a lunch with my working krew. It was cool. Except I was ten years younger than the youngest person there, but it was still fine. And then they gave me lots of work to do for today which I haven't done, because I am lazy, and ABC1 is just so darn addictive. I also have a lot of homework to do.
What else? OH yes, I at last got an offer for a university. Which is vair gut. Tis for East Anglia. Hurraaaaaaaaaaaaaaay.
Anything else? I can't think of anything. Gnight folks.
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WHERE WE SAT DOWN.
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