I'm the son of rage and love

so friday was a pretty normal day, with all the usual shiznits. there was english, then comms, both in room 2, both doubles, on shakespeare and then verbal communication, respectively. breaktime, i got my coke, and a donut, and there was talk. about things, i presume. perhaps stuff was discussed instead. anyway its not that important. history happened after that and barry told us we have to hand our essay in next friday, whereas he originally set it for next wednesday.. i think he just forgot :o

lunch was mehish, there was far too much wandering for my liking. oh fegs. i've just remembered somthing that happened at break time :( i lost a fiver. not in a bet or anything, i just lost it.. it was as you can imagine extremely annoying, because five quid constitutes somthing like half the money i get a week... meh..

anyhoo, the plan to make alex overly paranoid about his bag strap is working.. all we need is for pretty much anyone to stand behind him, and he freaks out..

i borrowed jonnys PSP to play lumines period 7, and we went to the study centre to avoid period 7 duty. i want me one of them PSP's, goshdarnit. so nifty. and lumines is so damn addictive! it should come with a health warning or somthing.

in other news, the jesus of suburbia video was weird. and on an hour later than it was supposed to be cos channel four have been smoking crack. they censored it too, which is a bit gay at half frikkin eleven at night. jesus of suburbia slices open his hand with a razorblade!!! and then makes a handprint with the blood on the wall :o

in other news, my parents have left the building. or country.. i forget which..

they're at a wedding in ireland or some such tomfoolery. no, this does not mean i have a free house, because my parents don't trust me, or michelle, to not kill the smaller siblings.

toodles