Day 129/367

I wrote about an old man who had seen a Nazi in the English Writing. It was great. Not. The reading was really really REALLY hard so I'm hoping for just a 2.

Brinley came round and he was very fit. I went to my friends party and it was pretty good, think retro party-games and stuff.

Afterwords I walked to the park with him and got whistled on the way and felt vulnerable. Brinley and me had a good romantic walk around the pond in the park which was super.


OH GOD. I FORGOT I WAS ON WEBCAM TO HIM AND CLEANED BOGEYS OUT MY NOSE. FML FML FML FML FML. Praying to JEBUS that he wasn't watching. Spew in my mouth so much.

Day 38/367

I got a scaffolding in my ear today! Hurt like a shit though. The piercing was OK but it ached so much afterwords Also my Chinese hair arrived! I had to dye my hair pure black (missing out a vital spot at the back which has kept brown unfortunately) to match the colour of the extensions. When they're in they go past the bottom of my boobs, that's how long they are! Mum says they don't look fake but I'll need a second opinion tomorrow. Oh god it'll probably goddamn rain tomorrow so the humidity will make my real hair go wavy with the Chinese hair staying completely straight. Fingers crossed for good weather!

I got my English essay read out in front of the class today. The evil hag said it was the best one which I am major chufteres about, even though the process of her reading it was like a prolonged torture session. Ha! At one point my English teacher asked what was wrong about one of my sentences The Girl-That-I-Hate said that there shouldn't be an apostrophe in the word 'let's', but instead it was the somewhat vague badly used comma instead of a full stop elsewhere in the sentence, hehe!

I made a soap opera about a family of origami frogs. It was very complex, including racial discrimination and rape. It was pretty intense.

Chufters all round!

Day 36/367

I experimented with sellotape after my shower whilst waiting for my bra to dry. I sellotaped my boobs up into perky pornstarness. It looked good under a tshirt, but if that tshirt was removed the viewer would be completely dissapointed in your DIY wonders.

I have to print my english essay tomorrow to show the whole class...oh god! How completely crazy-embarrasing!

After trying and testing many spot reducing gels and creams the grand prize still goes to toothpaste. I squeezed it out in its jolly stripiness and applied it to the volcano on my chin. (Oh dear, yesterday I was complaining at length to Jacob about aforementioned spot and the gorgeous Latvian boy was right behind me. I noticed him looking down a lot and wondered if he was checking out my butt or just trying not to trip on the stairs.)

I also discovered that if you position a mirror with another mirror so you can see yourself, and hold in your thighs from the front you can see what you'd look like if you were size 6. Quality!