got into school ultra early today (half an hour before lessons start) because Zaib took me. SB's birthday was yesterday so there were celebrations. The Girls stuck birthday messages onto the locker... of a random girl. and they call us AP students. then there were hats and singing and general embarrassment of the Birthday Boy.

this rather distracted attention from my Good News. sadly, even i lost interest in it because of the ominous dark cloud labelled WORK over my head.

i have... so much to do. i have even agreed to making up an APUSH test, and therefore also a quiz tomorrow. i already have an APUSH quiz, a physics quiz (on stuff i haven't been taught as i wasn't there two weeks ago and last year, when everyone else learnt it) and French to read and write summaries of tonight. oh, and Pre-Cal: log-what? e-the fuck?

arsing non-zip-up hoodies. i haven't worn one since... oh, the late nineties? the last one i bought was from Gap, when i was... 11.

i miss tailoring. i miss constriction of movement. i miss sticking my hands in my trouser pockets. that kangaroo thing is nice, but my hands are pretty much free to move around, so it looks weird when i walk. like SB. and i get the feeling that i've left something somewhere.

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th since 5th october 2001