ah. great. now my msword is screwing up. WHOA BLOODY HELL WHAT WAS THAT? damn. the maid just closed the piano, somehow managing to hit a few keys at the same time. damn. i mean, hello? you CAN'T close a piano AND hit the keys at the same time. sheesh.

ahahhaa. at almost precisely 9.30pm yesterday, aka midway through an AWESOME csi epi (like WHOA, rewind! :D:D AND greg. naked. not that he's particularly good-looking naked. i'd rather warrick MAN he works out. BUT ANYWAY.) i suddenly got DAMN HIGH. as in, bouncing around talking too fast high. i think it was i dunno nerves or something. i just got damn high and telling my mom not to let me wake up LATE or i'll DIE. it'll be just like my dream, cept worse. *shudders* managed to calm down enough to enjoy little britain, or at least part of it. SO AMUSING. WAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAA. the gay guy and the hot blacksmith (don't worry, not orli. much hotter. think. mike. but not so old. WAHAHAHAHHAHAA.)

after disturbing images of secretaries (male) looking down at the prime minister who was in shirt and boxers and saying "big", then pouncing on the prime minister, i still managed to fall asleep. :D

woke up. NOT LATE. :D had breakfast. read. waited for jac. heard cute song about some stalker.

"oh oh oh she's following me!
oh oh oh she's out of her tree!
oh oh oh she's off of her rocker (i think)
sth sth sth... i'm in love with my STALKER"

so cute. arrived at school to DISASTROUS MESS. tables were TERRIBLE. found table. (i love my table. it's got all these cute little drawings on the o level stickers. i have no idea what the drawings are, they're just in thick marker. and absolutely ADORABLE. as far as table-top vandalism goes) found kell's mag under table. found june's notebook too. kell found my dictionary (was about to use the short form, til i realised how awful it sounded) under her table. people found various odd things under their tables. kell found our rs stuff under whose table was it? yeah. twas weird. new timetable that says yap PEW ying!!!!!!!!!!!!! WAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAA. AND. on the class photo (which lucifer TOTALLY SCREWED UP THANKS FOR SPOILING OUR OTHERWISE WONDERFUL PHOTO) instead of lucille yap the name says:

MS YVONNE HAN.

HA.

IN.
YOUR.
FACE.

NOBODY TELL HER. WOOT. this is FANTASTIC. KEEP it like this, mannn!!!! WOOT. this is your JUST DESSERTS, LUCIFER. FOR SAYING THAT I DON'T BLOODY PAY ATTENTION IN CLASS, and for all the other SHITTY THINGS YOU DO and for the way you always PISS ME OFF. TAKE THAT.

philo. did chinese. whee. RS TOMR. watched pyg. funny how it feels like i didn't have a month long break at all.