Doing nothing but record divulging and drinking whisky cider.

THAT WAS THE LONGEST DAY OF MY LIFE.

Well, first, I was walking to school and I may or may not have been distracted by a passing cyclist. Well, the pavement on the street was uneven so that meant that I was in serious danger of falling, and as you may have guessed, I did indeed fall, and of all of the possible places I could have fallen, I fell into a rosebush. My arm was exposed so I had cuts all down my arm and when I got into the school the teachers freaked out. They brought me to the office and sprayed bactine all over my arm. I wore my sweater sleeves down all day to hide the cuts on my arms, and the fabric kept touching the cuts on my arms, so it hurt very badly. I had to go to math, and my (male) friend decided that it was a good idea to wear a pink leotard and a tutu to school. Unfortunately, I'll never be able to unsee that. After seeing my friend in a tutu, we were walking down the halls together and that bro I like thought I was nuts because I hung out with a leotard-wearing weirdo. After that, some seventh grader down in the seventh grade wing was crying over something stupid so the teacher came to the other teacher's aid. She was out of the class for the entire period and we did NOTHING. it was the most boring hour of my life.

Tomorrow is a half day and I'm not even going to bother going to school. YAY CHRISTMAS BREAK BITCHEZ

Sounds like a pretty average day to me ;D.

On the bus back from town today a bird who lives near me said 'this drivers a driving a bit rough isn't he?' I said 'I hadn't noticed but now you mention it. I think you're right.' Then she said 'he must be on a promise'!!!

I have no idea what any of that means but it's certainly interesting that there are talking birds where you live.

Maybe he live's in the 20's.

Talking birds reminds me of that one Irvine Welsh story in The Acid House.

Maybe he's literally stuck in the golden age, and calls all women birds. Maybe he's protecting his sources, from whom he gathered this incredibly sensitive information.

Just looked up my final grades, managed to pull a 4.0 for this past semester, there's a weight off my shoulders. Now I can enjoy the next 2 weeks of holiday break in peace.

I blocked my parents on FB, and I'm making my profile private.
Honestly, my parents should stay out of my facebook, them getting mad at me because I'm liking a band called Fuck Buttons is ridiculous.