So... I went to pick up my uniform today. Actually no, I went to pick up my school bag, because everything else I'd previously ordered hadn't come yet, despite the uniformdoobyperson's very solid promise that they would. This includes my jumper, tracksuit pants and jacket, and blazer.
Anyway, NOT IMPORTANT.
What's important... OUR.BLAZERS.HAVE.COLLARS.
*much relief, an instant drop in blood pressure and unexplained loss of fat* - haha, no, I didn't just use "the facilities".
I can't wait to get back to school.
Aside from this boring school crap, the only other excit ing news is: I'VE GOT BAGS UNDER MY EYES!
Well, not really. they're just like somebody consideratly hurt me. I'll call it 'Precision Punching'. It's never happened to me before, so let me revel in this gracing experience in peace.
Umm what else? Novak Djokovic is the best - marry me? Ricky Ponting is short, has a small head and plays an awful sport. Ted, they are Robin's kids.
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