Confessions of a goth
Ok, so this is not Georgia Nicolson but it's where my ideas come from. This is also my first attempt at doing this so please give me your honest opinion. R&R please.
Monday 23rd February
7:00 am Lying in bed dreaming about how my life will be when the stupid alarm clock goes off. Time to get up and start ANOTHER week in hell.
7:15 am Just out of the shower. Mon père decided to shout at me for spending too long in the shower. Forgoodlessake, how is a girl supposed to spend time making herself look and feel good when a wrinkly old man is shouting at her on the other side of the bathroom door?
7:17 am Went downstairs to find the gruesome uniform I have to wear. What is the point in wearing uniform? Why do we have to wander about the school grounds with a tie on as if it was a medal? Mmmmmm am away to get some kind of nutritious breakfast (ie a biscuit).
7:45 am Time to fix the bombscare. Hmmm.........up or down??
9:00 am – English Beginning of first period and I'm already sick to death of school. It's extremely boring – even reading a broadsheet newspaper is more fun.
1:30 pm Am with the normal crew, just chilling, watching all the wee first and second year freaks being freaky and acting as if they rule (rock on 5th and 6th years ( ).
3:00 pm – Maths Ohmygoodles I'm going to go insane. I'm sure one day maths is going to lead me to pure insanity – all the figures, formulae plus pure jibberish of mathematical jargon.
7:30 pm Mes parents are being very luvvy-duvvie, yuck......... pass the sick bucket!! Ok I can understand young folk but surely once you reach a certain point it turns into pure embarrassment (obviously not for mes parents)
9:10 pm Shoved my hand down the sofa whilst trying to retrieve a pen. Instead of pulling out the pen, I pulled out my eyeliner which I thought my mad, insane, spitting furball had eaten. Ah well, never mind...
11:30 pm Talking to Emma on Msn the now and the conversation has now turned to attempting to go to the moon. I swear since I met her I have the most insane conversations. Usually if there's more than 2 of us, I usually try to start having a cyber tea party with biscuits and everything *Would any readers like a cup of tea or a biscuit??*
1:00 pm ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
Ok, so this is not Georgia Nicolson but it's where my ideas come from. This is also my first attempt at doing this so please give me your honest opinion. R&R please.
Monday 23rd February
7:00 am Lying in bed dreaming about how my life will be when the stupid alarm clock goes off. Time to get up and start ANOTHER week in hell.
7:15 am Just out of the shower. Mon père decided to shout at me for spending too long in the shower. Forgoodlessake, how is a girl supposed to spend time making herself look and feel good when a wrinkly old man is shouting at her on the other side of the bathroom door?
7:17 am Went downstairs to find the gruesome uniform I have to wear. What is the point in wearing uniform? Why do we have to wander about the school grounds with a tie on as if it was a medal? Mmmmmm am away to get some kind of nutritious breakfast (ie a biscuit).
7:45 am Time to fix the bombscare. Hmmm.........up or down??
9:00 am – English Beginning of first period and I'm already sick to death of school. It's extremely boring – even reading a broadsheet newspaper is more fun.
1:30 pm Am with the normal crew, just chilling, watching all the wee first and second year freaks being freaky and acting as if they rule (rock on 5th and 6th years ( ).
3:00 pm – Maths Ohmygoodles I'm going to go insane. I'm sure one day maths is going to lead me to pure insanity – all the figures, formulae plus pure jibberish of mathematical jargon.
7:30 pm Mes parents are being very luvvy-duvvie, yuck......... pass the sick bucket!! Ok I can understand young folk but surely once you reach a certain point it turns into pure embarrassment (obviously not for mes parents)
9:10 pm Shoved my hand down the sofa whilst trying to retrieve a pen. Instead of pulling out the pen, I pulled out my eyeliner which I thought my mad, insane, spitting furball had eaten. Ah well, never mind...
11:30 pm Talking to Emma on Msn the now and the conversation has now turned to attempting to go to the moon. I swear since I met her I have the most insane conversations. Usually if there's more than 2 of us, I usually try to start having a cyber tea party with biscuits and everything *Would any readers like a cup of tea or a biscuit??*
1:00 pm ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ