Farewell all, i'm off to a boarding school!
03/11/2009
Eh, maybe.
My mum said that she can't handle me + Danni anymore and is considering sending us to boarding school, and that the fact that she doesn't love us hasn't got anything to do with it.
And yes, she did say "and the fact that i don't love you hasn't got anything to do with it". I'm not sure whether this means she doesn't love us or is an idiot who cannot understand the english language. The first is more probably but the second is also extremelly likely.
Anywayyyyy.
Bad points:
I will not get an education, and fail all my GCSEs. (Pfff, like i was going to pass anyway)
I will never again see Rhiannon, Daisy, or.... Those other people.
I will never, ever, ever see Lee's six-pack again. (Yes, it was likley i wasn't going to see it again anyway, but...)
I will not be able to get my lip peircing in Blue Banana with Rhiannon.
I will not have all the strange-but-funny teachers i have here.
I will probably not be able to say "Yo, Sir!" when i walk into form.
I will constantly be reminded of the TOP SECRET story my mum told me long ago and run away from anyone Irish or Scottish.
I probably won't get away with listening to music in Maths.
I will probably never see my younger siblings who would have replaced me.
I will not be able to make fun of the New bridge that popped up.
I will not be able to joke about Pant, Sainsbury Terrorists, Chinese Midget Pandamas, Zombie apocolipses, Greggs, Cheesey the Ruler, Josh's Kipper, ect,ect,ect.
I will be frowned upon in the general society of board-ness.
I will instantly be forgotten.
On the up side:
Whooo! Possibility of fit boys and getting away from this hell-hole!
Therefore, the goods outweigh the bads and i am looking forward to making my mum's life hell in order to get into a boarding school a few million miles away from here. Bye!
PS. My sister called my mum Satan today.
Juiced 10:14 am