Tieing up loose ends.

November is over as of tonight, and in my household, Christmas has started!
Lotf rehearsal was crappy, Miss started to have a go at me at one point and I laughed in her face because her arguement was redundant. She was telling me to not be in the right position, and if I did it her way the entire next bit of action would be fucked up for me because I'd be no-where near where I needed to be.
Other than that, today was fucking amazing. I got home to a few messages from friends, saying congratulations on NaNoWriMo win, or I'VE WON TOO and general things like that. This made me happyface. I then got a really nice text from an old friend and I used my sisters phone to text back as I was fresh out of credit. Then my sister's boyfriend and his best mate did a surprise visit, the best friend left for Reading but the boyfriend stayed. I love Mike, he's a really nice guy. We did the Christmas tree and it ended up looking beautiful, and my mum gave me my advent calander. I got a really awesome doctor who one, I'm actually really looking forward to tommorow now. I miss all five lessons due to lord of the flies rehearsing; and then I have a performance that night and quite a few people I know are coming to watch. I asked my friends not to come and I sort of regret it; it wasn't as bad as I thought...
Still no word from Sam, tried talking to him on msn but he wasn't there. If he'd wanted to talk, he would have phoned. I gave him the option of phoning me yesterday and he didn't reach the phone at the specific time and something in his head decided that it'd be a physical impossibility for me to pick up the phone at any other time that day; lol. I get the feeling he's annoyed at me over something, but I don't know what it is. Since LOTF and NaNo took up so much of my time this month, we haven't really had time to talk; we're quite cut off from each other. I hope he knows that it's only till wednesday, and I do care about him. A lot.

Second Winds

Mood: Riding the second wind (Back up win, if you don't know)
Music: All of the words - Kutless
I won NaNoWriMo today.
I completed the story too.
I feel damn good about it.
Dancing was good; but I was getting irritated because I was pretty much alone for an hour and a half because quite a few of my friends weren't there, so I was all sadface because I hadn't brought paper to write with me. We have a new tap and modern teacher because the headteacher hated alex and just fired her for seemingly no reason, no explained one anyway. Eithe rway, the new one is actually really good looking and nice. After the break, I had Jazz and we did lifts. Me and Steph managed to do the first one perfectly, so Darren (the teacher) asked me to do it with Jocelyn. It basically involved the partner jumping into my arms. Jocelyn jumped a lot higher than I was expecting and she went over my shoulder; so I caught her and took litterally all of her weight until I could put her down; which knackered my back in. But then Darren showed us this other lift that looked really cool and involved a lot of trust. Steph seemed intested in doing it, so we tried, but it didn't work. Luckily however, I managed to place her down carefuly. We tried it again and it didn't work either, but that was only because I didn't move my arm quick enough, and we promised each other to try again next wee. Considering I don't know Steph that well, I'm really glad she trusted me enough to do those lifts with me.
I got home feeling really bummed about my back though and feeling like I wouldn't be able to write; and my mum was just like 'Well keep trying to write' so I did; and it took me a while but I got into it, and the 3,000 words I needed just came out of me, and I finished the entire story line. The only bad side now is I didn't get to talk to Sam, but oh well. Oh and X Factor didn't record properly, but I'm going to watch the results. I watch the actual show online or something tomorrow. I wanted to watch Miley Cyrus perform really, she's actually more talented than people think... I settled for watching an old episode of torchwood that I hadn't seen, but I only got to see the second half. The results show should be on soon... Hope everyone out there in the world is as satisfied as I am right now. X

Time Rush

Mood: Happy
Music: Into the Rush - Aly + Aj
Don't have much time, but today was great, actually. I had PSHE which wasn't that bad, and mr. matthews was back in physics so he just blabbed on for an hour and we didn't have to do any work. Break was good and I got given a completely mucked up double decker by Tom, haha. Placing it in my pocket I went to the final LOTF rehearsal before the first performance that afternoon; a third party 'Mrs. Turner' was there and she was an amazing help. The play was looking up. We were finally released for a bit of lunch and me and Ben decided to go to the french re-test because we'd debated on whether or not to go. I went to the library first because the reteststarted at 12:50. In a better than normal mood (for after a rehearsal) I talked to Sam and there is still definately something on his mind, but he couldn't tell me at the time due to Imran being there. I felt really bad. He was saying yesterday how no-one has the time to listen, and I told him I did, and yet now I'm busy all night and don't have the time to talk to him. I looked at Sam's watch and said I'd talk to him tommorow and dashed to my french re-test. Ben was already there and so were a bunch of others; the test itself was easy and I was held back because she knew I wouldn't be in the lesson. My target grade is a B, I'm happy with that. :D
Then dashed to form to say that I'm in school but doing lord of the flies, then went back to the hall. The performance went okay, actually. We encountered a fuck load of problem, but we fixed them all. Most of them were done by me, mostly spouting Jack's lines. Ross was drafted in to play Jack fairly late, so he is slightly excusable for it. Afterwards Josh who plays Ralph was like woo you saved us <3 so I was happy :P We stocked up on the freebies left over that the year 5's didn't take. I nicked a few desborough pens and a pencil, plus two of these little fluffy things that stick to walls. Dey so cute. <3 Mum came to pick me and up and drive me home and I wrote this. Now I have stagecoach, then am going to pizza hut until late tonight.
Life is good :D
Now I just need Sam to phone me tommorow so we can talk, in my break at dancing, and I'll be all happy again. 3,000 words left of NaNoWriMo. PUH-LEASE. I have two days left. What was I panicking about? Saturday and Sunday. Saturday I have dance and after that I can type up the 1500 words. Sunday I have another LOTF rehearsal from 10-2:30, I can type up the 1500 words after that. NaNo will be under my belt.

Concealed Words

Sam and me were talking on msn about how we're so close that we don't actually tell each other what we think of each other, and he felt that this was bugging our relationship; and he had to 'brb' but asked me to write what I thought... So I did. I can't remember exactly what I put but it went along the lines of that we've known each other for four years and sometimes I struggle to come up with what to say, because we've discussed a load of stuff. I've never talked about him because I've never had anything to say. But the fact I thought recently he'd become a tiny bit withdrawn and I was worried about him.
He got back to the computer and was like 'oh gotta go bye' and I'm not sure if it's because I offended him or what, but it's eating at me. I want to know what he was going to say about me. He obviously had something to say, or he wouldn't of brought it up.
I'm really worried.

Footprints in the Sand

Foot prints in the sand.

Mood: Confused, lazy, bogged down.

Music: Closing Time - Semisonic / Dreaming of you - Coral

Impressions. First impressions. Second impressions. Three thousandth impressions. They can all be wrong, can’t they? I mean, our interpretations of people are always changing whilst we’re around them. For example, I always thought this girl… Kim, was an amazing person, she was always bubbly and happy and then she just changed into a bitch. Then there’s John, who I thought was a bit of a... well… I dunno, just not my type of guy, and then we end up actually being pretty good friends now. Then there’s this older guy I know, I’ve known him since year 7. He’s been like a mentor since then, and I’ve had this crush on him that came and went and came and went; and I just thought he was a really great guy. But recently, he’s been offending me. Over little things. I’m being pathetic I know… but still. Like today, I was talking to him and another person and we split our different ways, and they went off together. I said bye, and the other person made the point of saying see ya later and he didn’t even look back at me. It’s just the fact he defiantly heard that we were going different ways, and didn’t say goodbye. Why is that such a big thing for me?
Today wasn’t amazing. I have so much stuff going on that requires attention and effort, that I don’t have the time or energy to give to them.
NaNoWriMo. I have 3 days left, and 5,000 odd words to write. I just can’t be bothered.
Lord of the Flies. It’s not as bad as it could be, or we think it is, but it’s still depressing.
Fake friends. Their just not worth it.
A good percentage of the people I care about. Why do I bother.

I may aswell be the dead pig from Lord of the Flies right now

Got up later and dashed in the shower before scoffing down a piece of bacon and heading to school. Got there and chilled with Nick and some random guy who’s name I don’t know, but he knew mine so it was all good. Neither Tom or Myles were there, so I walked half way with Tim before heading to form. We didn’t have much time in form because he had to go to assembly; but Alistair got in trouble for basically being an ass. Maths was okay, we got Mrs. Lewis to talk about her past and it was actually pretty interesting. After that we had English so that was okay because I sit next to Sam. I quickly did the homework at the start of the lesson, and then we studied an exemplar essay the rest of the time. Break was okay, nothing different really. Third was Chemistry which was just plain boring, because we were doing some crappy practical that wasn’t interesting the first time we did it last year. After that I spent Lunch with the new science team, and it actually put me in a relatively good mood, which lasted for biology and even French. Then it started; after French. LOTF Rehearsal. The final one. Shitty techies. Jack is the only good techie, the others were just idiots. One of them started having a go at us because we got a bit stuck and it just blew a fuse with me. He was saying how we were performing on Friday and we had to know our lines and I just snapped back ‘Exactly, meaning we need to make the most of our time so stop being a CUNT and GIVE US THE LINE.’ Everyone else on the stage agreed with me, and Miss basically told the two twats to sit up and put up. We carried on and they started to piss around and miss told them to go home and Jack stayed. Three hours later, the rehearsal was FINALLY over, I went to go thank the one decent techie and walked home. I’ve now been home about an hour and fifteen minutes and done no NaNoWriMo writing, I only have a couple of days left…
Life’s not great. But I can’t wait till about a week and two day’s time. By midnight Sunday night, NaNo will be over and hopefully I’ll be a winner. By next Tuesday evening the lord of the flies will be over; and I can get on with the last thing, Choir and then catch up and everything else like the important stuff like coursework. Christmas holidays had better be good.

Rekindled Embers

Rekindled Embers

Mood: Great, but slightly worried for that special person.
Music: Tim Minchin – Not perfect

Today was good. School was a tad naff however, something was up with Sam and he didn’t want to talk about it, at least not in front of the guys. History was good with Myles, we just talked basically the entire lesson, but he wasn’t feeling well. Physics was with the same teacher as history as a cover, and me and Aran had a laugh around.
Break I was worried about Sam a lot, but I tried to be happy anyway. After this I had Biology was okay, I had to stand up and do a presentation because I was one of the only six to actually do the homework, but it actually wasn’t that bad. My self esteem was defiantly back because I managed to stand up there, un prepared because I didn’t know we’d have to do a public speaking bit to it, and according to my teacher, pull off a damn good job. After I walked out of the room in Biology, Thompson’s room seemed a bit trashed and the door was open so I walked in to see him sitting on top of a desk in frustration. I started to talk to him a bit and for once he started to open up to me, but Mr. Weaver walked in and implied us sleeping together (it’s a running joke from last year, that Mr. Weaver got involved in) and basically ripped the conversation up and ate it. We went our separate ways and I went to my mates. Something was still up with Sam, but he wouldn’t talk about it. I’m crap in those situations. I’m good when people talk, but when they don’t and everyone else is around, I just freeze up without knowing what to do.
Afternoon form I quickly checked on Thompson and he said he was fine now but I wasn’t fully convinced. French I started day dreaming and hoping they were both okay. I was asked a question out of the blue and I managed to answer it because of one of the things I translated to my French exchange. I was dead chuffed.
Physics again, we had a cover, in the room next to Thompson’s. Me, Chris, Alistair, Tubby and Andy took part in a cuss match between basically all of us V.S Alistair, except I occasionally insulted Tubby because that was easy. The best insult of it was when Alistair said he was going to kill Tubby on Monday and Tubby’s response was ‘Why Monday? Do you need time to boil it over?’ (Alistair has an egg shaped head) que laughter from all the rest of us.
I delayed my leaving a bit so that I could get out on time so that Thompson would’ve released his class and not look suspicious. Music was coming from his room and I walked in, he was smiling. He danced across the room and I just laughed, he was finally happy again. I love him, he’s amazing.

Stagecoach, a girl I effectively wasn’t talking to because of her boyfriend had an argument with said boyfriend so we were fairly okay. In the end we invited her back to the party which she originally wasn’t invited to. The party was amazing, we pissed around with sparklers and stuff in the dark and after a while went in to play truth or dare. Bradley snorted ice cream, I bit Kim’s lip and Laura’s ear lobe, Hillary full on snogged my brother, Laura didn’t touch the dares, Kim stripped, me and Bradley dunked our heads into the freezing cold un-powered hot tub, and it was actually a great truth or dare games. Most of the ones I play it’s like ‘dare’ ‘hmm… kiss x, y and z’ repeatedly and it’s never fun. The stage coach guys are genuinely creative, and it was just amazing the things they came out with. After everyone went home in their groups I loaded up blog spot, to see that Sam hadn’t got better.
I’m really worried about him. I can’t get in contact with him until either 8am or 11:30am tomorrow, which makes me feel like such a shit friend.
I hope your okay Sam, I really do. X

Lucky Sails

I don’t have much time because I’m over loaded with work and it’s my brothers birthday so we’ve been doing prep for the last couple of hours, going for a meal etc. I just have one thing to say about today…
When you hit massive storms like I did yesterday, you just have to hope that you got lucky like I did and have Sails that can catch the winds. The person involved in the problem was one I would trust with my life and the way he dealt with it proved to me that maybe I do mean more to him than nothing. My friends were all really supportive too, and now I’ve come to it, I’ve realized when I’m with these people, I’m so much stronger than the bastards in life trying to bring me down.
Thanks guys, I don’t deserve you. <3

A lie told over the centuries.

I'm fine.

Dirty Water

Dirty water

I got up a bit late and hurried a shower, the man idea of it was just to get rid of my bed hair and the sweat that’d appeared over night. I walked to school without my brother, because he still wasn’t ready. I got to school to see Nick and Tom squabbling, and that Sam and Luke weren’t at school. I assumed their car must’ve broken down or something, it’s happened a few times before. The bell rang so me, Tom and Myles walked to form.
Thompson wasn’t there in the morning, so Mr. Lennon (my head of year) took us for morning form. He sent for someone to fetch Terry Cain, and I had a slight idea about what it was about but didn’t say anything. He came in and was sent to isolation. I love sitting at the front, you can hear what the teacher is saying; it was about how Terry had owned Mr. Reilly the other day by being like ‘bloody idiot’ ‘what?’ ‘Yeah and you’re a shit teacher too.’
ICT core was easy; I did almost an entire task in a lesson, which is quite an achievement to be honest. However, Jack still thinks its funny to hide my bag at the end of the lesson, but Tubby told me where he hid it and I got it back within seconds.
ICT standard, I normally sit next to Sam, so I had an empty seat next to me. I loaded up my work and hit trouble almost instantly, I’d managed to split my Navigation bar into three different bits, and pressing the un-do button did nothing at all. Miss Hughes fixed it for me, and I soon hit trouble again because I couldn’t get my links working.
‘Your lost without Sam, aren’t you?’ She joked, not seeing me nodding. Sam keeps me on task a lot more than I realized, I really take him for granted sometimes.
History was okay, Myles arrived about 15 minutes late. We were copying off the board a lot, but Miss Hughes’s comment stuck in my head. Sam gave me this necklace at the start of year 10, and even if I don’t wear it, I keep it with me all the time. Greg started reading so I knew miss wasn’t paying attention so I grabbed it out of my bag and put it on. I don’t know why, I guess I really missed him. I’m still wearing it now.
Lunch’s rehearsal wasn’t too bad; Myles came to it (in the end for no reason) and gave me his cheese string. He told me a load of blatant lies about his history essay, and we got about half of act three done.
Thompson was back in afternoon form; he’d been late due to traffic and signed diaries the entire time. Maths was really boring with a cover teacher who didn’t really speak at any point, and we were doing long division again. I was so tempted to quote a song I really like and say ‘I can’t do the long division someone do the math’ as every single answer.
English I sat alone again, because as of yesterday I sit next to Sam. I started to write this and a guy kept asking me what I was doing, because we were watching a film so I kept insisting it was nothing and in the end he got really wound up over it.
The lord of the flies rehearsal after school? Don’t fucking go there.
I walked home all broody about how I feel like I’m fading away. I mean, there are a few people who mean a lot to me and I mean a bit to them, like my best friends Sam, Laura and Lauren. Then there are people who mean a lot to me but I mean nothing to them, and the people who used to mean a lot to me, and I’m slowly turning off them.
I got home and looked at my NaNoWriMo word count. 29,005 words. From yesterday. That’s good. That’s ‘on target’. In fact it’s more than ‘on target’ for yesterday. I’m behind today, and I’m sitting here with the words laughing at me from a distance.

Concepts and Reality

Concepts of Reality.

Yesterday was a day of ups and downs. It started on a high, in PSHE we had a cover and we basically just terrorized. We were given basically ten sheets to write on, and we had all had her before, and knew her control was awful. Each of these ten sheets were turned into paper aeroplanes and soon it was hard to see across the classroom because of the aerial war going on. Needless to say the cover was not best pleased, but I’m sure she’ll of got over it. We did a similar thing with blue tack last time we had her in maths, it was jokes!
Physics was second and Matthews was about half an hour late, so I wrote about a page for my NaNoWriMo whilst talking to John, Aran and Matt. John is another member of my main ‘group’ and is okay. He occasionally demands attention, but is no where near as bad as Tom or Myles. Matthews arrived and talked for the rest of the lesson, so I just carried on writing, he’s not the most observant of teachers.
Break was okay, but Myles and Tom were competing for my attention again and Myles asked me to read over his history essay. That was due in the day before he joining my class. I read over it, and he’s made the points miss told him to make, but he’s completely missed what she meant, and has made them in an extremely unclear manner, and a lot of his facts were wrong. I told him he might need to rephrase a lot of it but it was okay, because I knew he’d ignore my advice. I was right, he didn’t even change his blaring mistake in the first paragraph, saying that world war 1 had started in 1916. I whispered something along these lines to Sam and then talked to Tom and Myles for a bit.
Thing is with Tom and Myles, they demand my attention, so when I’m giving it to them it’s in the frame of mind that I could be talking to one of the others who will have tried to say something but been cut across. It means when I do get to give my attention to the others like Sam and Luke, it means I genuinely am interested in what they have to say. I appreciate them as friends a lot more, because their opinions aren’t just a slur to compete over another person’s voice. It’s a shame that I don’t really get to spend that much time talking to Sam during break and lunch, because when Tom and Myles start doing their thing I feel like he gets a bit withdrawn, and he’s more of the ‘pictures speak a million words’ guy and expresses himself through his art work. It’s why it’s generally so amazing to be honest.
Biology was amazing, we were in a computer room and were looking up how hormones affected fertility, and we had to make a presentation. I did this speedily, and found out that a lot of pages were blocked because they contained the word breasts, so they deemed the site as porn. Many laughs were had about this. After a while I was pissing around on image search and I found a great website with a load of jokes, so I saved the website to favourites and went back to the work because Mortimer caught onto what I was doing, I think.
Lunch was more of the same as break really, the thing that annoys me about Tom is the fact he is incredibly gluttonous and doesn’t understand that everyone else is just as important as he is, in terms of eating, in terms of everything really. He will demand that we give him food and it’s just like… Erm, no Tom, eat your own chocolate, you have like a million bars of it in your lunch.
French was boring as hell, just Hudson going on and on about adverbs and how they are very important. I took a bit of it on board, and my mate Ben was like ‘Hey Andy here have a copy of the script album!’ so I was like ‘Yes mate!!!’ I love the script, they are an amazing band.
PE I couldn’t be arsed with and had forgotten my kit; he didn’t even ask me about it because I didn’t mention it to him. I sat and thought a while, and spoke to Ryan quite a bit. Ryan can be extremely irritating, but he is also very clever when he wants to be. We just talked about story lines and plots, etc. Every now and then Sam would come and sit down because there was a rotating three team thing going on. At one point he looked depressed so I offered my hand, and we ended up holding hands for a bit. I dunno, but there are still a few people who don’t know about my sexuality (Everyone else does due to the biggest wanker ever) and I’ve been denying it to them, due to several people already being immature about it, so I kinda used my position of my leg to hide it. I mean, I wasn’t embarrassed to be holding his hand at all, but it’s the kind of thing that would get a second look from the class.
Sam is amazing. Tom and Myles, they don’t truly understand me, but they want my attention the entire time. In my mind, their friends with ‘the concept of me’ because, I’m probably the highest socially ranking in the group, and the most out-going and I’m perverted (dirty minded) and can make jokes. Sam, he’s friends with me for whom I am, not what I am. I really appreciate that.

Indegestion Problems

Last night was amazing. My French exchange student, my brother and my sister went with me to see the lights on oxford street go on. Everyone was smiling, Daniel Ruth and Rachel from the X factor performed before the sugar babes sung ‘push the button’ and then Jamie and Harriet from heart radio turned on the Christmas lights on Oxford street in London. Even if the staging was a bit poor, it was still great. Then we visited Hamley’s, the seven storey toy store and spent about an hour in there, just exploring all the amazing inventions and gizmos that had been released to keep young richer people happy. There was bubble machines, air blasters, powder that when mixed with water turned into proper snow like stuff, toy cars that flipped at the press of a button, massive teddy bears, small teddy bears, a load of stuff for the people with a sweet tooth… It was actually amazing. It was the good night I needed to get my life back on the rails, because looking after Wesley is actually extremely tiring. Tuesday I had a shit day, but had to pretend everything was fine, take him to noodle bar and go see the new James Bond. Henry brought his friend to noodle bar, who tipped a pint of diet coke over me, but the Bond film did slightly cheer me up.
I hadn’t written at all for my NaNoWriMo this week, but it was major motivation that my best friend Sam decided to join the challenge with me. Sam is just a great guy; he’s always there for me and up for most new things. Oh and he’s one heck of an artist too ;)
Today started on a positive, I got in the car and when I got to school I had to talk to a guy called Nick for a while, then went around with Terry Cain for a bit. He had his mother change his religion on the school database to Jedi Knight, which I found very funny. Then I got back to were my group usually is, and Myles and Tom were there. Now don’t get me wrong, they are my friends, but I can’t get the feeling that these two try to compete for my attention. There is something I should make clear. They are both homosexual. However, only one of them (Tom) has ever attempted to ask me out. And he’s attempted… over twenty times. It has to be. I’m bisexual myself, but he seems incapable to take the hint that he is not my type. Now Myles has never asked for my help, but he always seems to be trying to get my attention or involve himself in whatever I am doing. When Sam got to school Myles was a bitch and told him he looked bad in the scarf that actually suited him, which I’m fairly sure pissed Sam off more than some-what.
Laughed around a bit in form with Alistair and Thompson, although I’m not sure whether Sir is getting annoyed at me, or is just having a bad period at the moment because he’s become very dismissive towards me; but meh, what are you going to do?
Chemistry was a bit boring, we watched her do a demonstration then pretty much watched exactly the same thing but on a video.
Physics my teacher started speaking forth about some random stuff, I think it was how to measure Kinetics or something. Either way, I had obtained some spare paper and he was boring me, so I started to write out the next scene for my NaNoNovel, half a page of writing later he finally sets some work.
I tried to make the most of break; knowing I’d be spending lunch at a rehersal for lord of the flies. The truth is, I really don’t want to do it, but I have to. I can’t just drop out now. I am pretty much the third biggest part, so if I dropped out it’d collapse rather more than somewhat, and I’ve made a couple of friends in the cast. Break was okay but Myles was being a bit irritating going on about how he was swapping art for history; he claims it is because he has two practical subjects instead of theory, so wants another theory, but everyone else thinks its just to get in a class with me. However, he didn’t know at this time I have to sit next to the Japanese guy because I help him, as he speaks no English. I did a bit of the Religious Studies essay in break and talked to Sam’s little brother Luke.
I adore philosophy. Miss Knags likes me, which always helps. Because I hang around my form tutor quite a bit, I talk to her quite a lot too. She’s a great person, she just feels the need to remember that I am a student and she is a teacher more than necessary. Even though I’m fairly sure that is the case with my form tutor as well, he doesn’t make it as obvious. I finished the essay in the lesson, and did a bit more of the Nano because we were just watching a movie. I couldn’t help myself, but when discussing the weakness of Darwin’s theory of evolution (that it is only a theory) I mentioned the theory of gravity also being in the same situation. It’s a point one of my favourite comedians makes regularly :P
Just before the rehearsal I talked to the guy playing Ralph, and what he said cemented that I needed to do this Lord of the Flies, even if I don’t want to. It’s not about me, it’s a team thing. I’ve bitten off more than I can chew recently, now I’m going to deal with the indigestion the best I can.
Fourth was ICT, and I have the theory that drawing should be done in art, but seeing as you can’t avoid doing it for the course I wanted, I did it on paint; making it a lot faster and more technical. It vaulted me in front of Sam however, who wasn’t in the best mood because Tom had pissed him off during Lunch and he basically just sat there all lesson doodling slowly. I was actually quite worried about him, so I bitched about Myles with him for a while.
History with Myles there for the first time. He then realized he couldn’t sit next to me and sat next to a mate of mine. We had to plan the fourth question of coursework, meaning he has to catch up on the work we’ve already done, which will affect his final grade. Good luck on that one Myles.
The rehearsal after school started off good but went a bit down hill after a while, and then plummeted, but I’m glad we got at least an act and a half done. Then I collected Wesley, got home, typed up what I’d written and just chilled out on computers together. It was one of our first nights actually just staying at home, and I was glad to get the odd 400 words done that I did. I think Wesley enjoyed himself, and we’re going to a party tomorrow night. I’m skipping stagecoach to go to it.
After Sam re-blogged again, I felt the urge to do the same. :)