Sunday, December 13, 2009

dog-eared books, and broken records, lost letters of love.

Bonjour;
Firstly, as I write this I must tell you I have a chocolate smelling itchy face mask on? Hmm, slightly nice, but jeez do I want to scratch at it. I'm also flicking back between scores from 'New Moon' and 'H-P and the half blood prince' - whilst deciding weather to have my shower next.. or after the pile or History and Art Studdies work? - Oh it's a lovely life.

So as I have a little amount of money left over from my Birthday- I had a mad flick session of websites, and came across a few lovelys that have now been posted to my letter box, can not wait... hopefully they arrive before wednesday? Highly doubtful : ).
I have this odd idea for dying my hair like dark berry colour? It's bold idea that might go horribly wrong, but I can't work out if it will suit me or wash me out and make me look like a dick?
Only a week left or 3 acidemic days left? Greaaat, they are going to goo soo slowly. How unfair does this sound, Friday is my last day of term - and as school we join up to have a big assembly about Christmas and studdies and how we are copping as a school this term, blah. But before that we MUST have 2 lessons, which by my timetable happen to be science and math, and it wont be free period because we're cramming for exam prep? Ghey to an absoult point!

Oh dear me, we have a house task day on thursday, well basicaly its just random lessons of possible' dance, p.e, paper folding shit, catwalk task, ect ect. It never goes smoothly as much as the teachers pray for. On top of it, I'm missing double drama, so anoying, I do love my class. Plus we have to wear house colours, green( pea green? ) I'd rather not? But hopfully somthing funny will happen again this year, like running around school going of task in the scav hunt? : )
HAHAHA, oh dear my music just turned full blast? ouch!
I think I might be going to canada next summer, to see my beloved Alice, can not wait, I truely love my Dadkins if it happens, I'm stoked to go.

Oh dear I am sooo tres tired and its only 8? whoa I thought it was acturaly 6? Well the pile of work is screaming out to me, and it knows I'll get in trouble if I don't complete it.
Goodbye;
Much Love xoxo
- R

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