it's sunday and I'm actually at home >:D SKIPPING REHEARSALS WHOOOOO COZ WUHRER THINKS THAT YEAR 11S ARE STUDYING FOR ASSESSMENTS. SILLY WOMAN.

rehearsals yesterday was funny; krisha, kathy, amy and kim stole clement's pillow, took a photo of it, and sent it to him in a text saying 'WE HAVE YOUR PILLOW B'. BAHAHAHA. and last night, I played a game with simon and carissa, and carissa challenged us to put an ice cube in our sock and oh sweet jesus it was not nice.
I finished my english speech, and its about 3mins 50secs AND I WANNA ADD MORE but I know if I do it'll end up to 54738956293845628956278356239 mins. AND OMGSH I HATE IT WHEN YOU FULL TYPE UP YOUR SPEECH OR ESSAY, AND ITS LIKE 54783570 WORDS MORE THAN THE LIMIT, AND YOU'RE LIKE NUUUUUUU I DON'T WANNA CUT DOWN BECAUSE YOU PUT ALL YOUR TIME AND EFFORT AND LOVE INTO IT. And okay, no offence to anyone whatsoever, but it fckn pissed me off when my class got freakin' David Copperfield as a text, and we we're like HDFGJSGBSDJKGBSI when most of us weren't even halfway through it and we had a speech two weeks later, and then people tell me that they hadn't finished reading Scarlet Letter, and I know its a complicated book BUT IT ISNT THE SIZE OF A BRICK AND SOMETHING YOU CAN BUILD A FORT WITH HUH. bitchez aren't grateful.
I feel so lame when I have oliver songs stuck in my head.
I remember for my 10th birthday, my cheapass stupid retard cousin got me a money holder piggy-but-not-a-piggy bank thing, and I got full motivated to save money so I saved lots and lots of monieeeesssssss and then one day I had saved enough to buy stuff BUT THEN IT TURNS OUT THERE WAS NO PLUG TO LET THE COINS OUT so I hit it like a pinata and all the monies came out anyway.
ever since we moved, the street we live on has all these little stinky snotrags and unfortunately my brother made friends with them. but one of them is a bumhole, and one day I screamed at him because made fun of my cupcakes and he hasn't come back HAHAHAHHAHA but bitch deserved it.
OooOOooOoohhhh my daddy bought 3 kg of sweet potatoes :D:D:D:D:D AND ITS THE BEAUTIFUL PURPLE ONES! WHOOOOOO. I remember growing potatoes in year 10. I MISS YEAR 10. actually, I did, but not so much anymore. it was great, but year 11 has been pretty fun so far.
I love banana and peanut butter sandwiches. ooh, and avocado and peanut butter sandwiches. AND CARAMELLO KOALA AND PEANUT BUTTER SANDWICHES. and once monica let me have some of her alfalfa sprout and peanut butter sandwich.