Chrimbo High!

Christmas!!

I love it.

Sadly for me, a lot of my friends are being a bunch of Scrooges. So I'm all like 'well SCREW YOU I'll keep your Christmas present' and suddenly it's all 'Oh er well, you know... It's not that I'm against Christmas or anything, and, I like presents...'

Bua ha ha just wait until they find out that I actually got them socks for presents.

I gave out all my Christmas cards today. And I bought some emergency ones. Which turned out to be very useful. Also, I only gave a card to ONE GUY because he is the SWEETEST GUY EVAR. So otherwise, I don't give cards to guys. I stopped in like, year 8 or something. I'm not sure why, perhaps it's the crippling rejection. So you can stop blubbering now. But if you didn't get one, you are incidentally missing out, because as Sara will tell you, I give excellent Christmas Cards.

This is because I never just write 'To Jeff, From Me.' I mean seriously. What.

Unfortunately, I get loads of them. Just 'To you, from whoever' ones. And then when I've finished reading it, they give me this massive grin like 'I really mean that'. Yes, that is so emotional and heartfelt. I can see how long that must have taken you to think of.

YOU CHIMP.

Today in the Corridor/sixth form work/chat area, I accidentally brushed my shoe against one of the purple chairs just as KAM walked past. Oh dear, I seemed to have left a microscopic bit of dust on the chair. How completely wretched of me. Yes, she went a teeny bit mental at me.

But whatever, I literally brushed it off. There, look Mrs Crazy, it's all gone now. Oh no, there seems to be a tiny bit left, could I possibly borrow your novelty wig to dust it off? etc etc.

Oh my stars it is totally going to snow tonight.
And if it doesn't, I will kill everyone who told me that it would.

I am super cereal.