When I rule the world..
I am going to manufacture flying cars. I SWEAR DOWN. The traffic today was revolting. I’m so BLAH. Partially because I was SO tired because I walked halfway down from college to Mulberry because the traffic was literally not moving (‘because’ count in the previous sentence = 3.). Then I left school at half 5 and got home at 8. The 339 just wasn’t coming. Then I saw Ray. Then we decided to go catch the 309 instead. But suddenly it occured to us that there’s no 309 bus stop close by. I was relying on Ray to guide me, and she was relying on me. DOOMED. So then we thought we’d take the D3 to Bethnal Green, and then the 309 from there. So we went to the D3 bus stop, but it just wasn’t coming (again). So then we thought OH LET’S 25 IT TO MILE END and then catch the 309. We ended up 25ing it to Stepney and getting off to catch the 309. Waited for the 309 for an HOUR..and it was nowhere to be seen. So my brother-in-law came and picked me up and Ray refused a lift from him (who the hell refuses a fucking lift?!). An hour later, she’s still waiting at the same bus stop :|. Her dads apparently coming to get her though, so it’s cool.
Anyway. College was a drag. Looong. Went to Mulberry for the Thursday after school thingy and rehearsals for the winter gathering. Got there late (like an hour late), because of the stinking traffic. Tried to subtly walk in and not make a big deal.. but what do I do? Bloody step on the wire and disconnect the stupid keyboard, consequently stopping the whole run-through :| woops. Then I hung around with Naj waiting for her Bhabi to come to her parents evening. She was also stuck in bloody traffic.
Friday tomorrow. Bigland Green thingy, periods 1, 2, 3 and 4 :/ I thought it was only 1&2! Apparently not. I hope the kids aren’t annoying brats. Lord help us.
I did a revision poster today. I didn’t realise how tiny my handwriting was. Good luck to me revising from it when I can’t even see anything without bloody squinting.
I’m going to grab a shower now. Or maybe fall asleep in the bath and wake up crinkled. Whatever takes my fancy.
Yours Truly.