Awesome. You will have to teach me *nods* *ignores the fact that we live on opposite sides of the world to each other*
[insert adjective somewhere between weird and cool here]
Coord? Weirl? Wool? Coird? ...I think I misunderstood the question =|
it was ladder to carport roof to roof roof
My dad locked his ladder away somewhere where I couldn't find it =(
because nobody else has a bloody school that makes them get up this early
Ooh, poor thing. How early? In summer I can get up at seven and still be on time, seeing as the dress is oh so easy to put on. In winter I need to get up around six thirty because it takes a while for me to get dressed, after showering and whatnot. Which especially sucks, seeing as the mornings are, well, colder in winter.
So now I have to do it. Bad.
*nods in understanding* My Fine Art teacher walked with me from class to assembly today and we talked about how my grades have slipped, and how she is quite sad because she considers me to be up there with the best (*is proud and disappointed in self*) and I told her about being sick and the other things which happened last term and she was pretty understanding and such. I probbaly should have put a full stop or comma in there or something. I have to do some work for her to catch up, and I have to do other stuff as well. So much fun when you've got an odd headache which won't go away.
no subject
Awesome. You will have to teach me *nods*
*ignores the fact that we live on opposite sides of the world to each other*
[insert adjective somewhere between weird and cool here]
Coord? Weirl? Wool? Coird?
...I think I misunderstood the question =|
it was ladder to carport roof to roof roof
My dad locked his ladder away somewhere where I couldn't find it =(
because nobody else has a bloody school that makes them get up this early
Ooh, poor thing. How early? In summer I can get up at seven and still be on time, seeing as the dress is oh so easy to put on. In winter I need to get up around six thirty because it takes a while for me to get dressed, after showering and whatnot. Which especially sucks, seeing as the mornings are, well, colder in winter.
So now I have to do it. Bad.
*nods in understanding*
My Fine Art teacher walked with me from class to assembly today and we talked about how my grades have slipped, and how she is quite sad because she considers me to be up there with the best (*is proud and disappointed in self*) and I told her about being sick and the other things which happened last term and she was pretty understanding and such. I probbaly should have put a full stop or comma in there or something. I have to do some work for her to catch up, and I have to do other stuff as well. So much fun when you've got an odd headache which won't go away.