WHAT THE FUCK? Blogger, you are a complete COCK sometimes. I spent ages writing a new blog post and then you go and delete it. It must've been you because it sure as hell wasn't me. I minimized the screen for two seconds so I could check my Facebook notifications and then all my writing was gone. I think you are a FUCKTARD. Go to hell you piece of shit.

I don't see why I should waste my entire weekend doing stupid pieces of homework that probably won't even get marked. I don't care if they send one of their pathetic homework letters to my parents. I've never had one sent home before, but I'm not particularly bothered if I build up a collection of them. I don't give a damn. They can shove their poxy letters up their arses. That school is a shit hole. 70% of the teachers are complete dickheads who haven't a clue what they're talking about anyway, so it's not a big deal.

Another thing that I'm pissed off about it the fact that you told him about what happened. What gives you the right to go round and tell everyone personal things about me? Especially him. Why would he give a damn? Tell me that. He doesn't make any effort to speak to me or do anything with me. He's never been interested in me before, so I don't see why he would be now. I don't need a fucking guardian angel. Like he'd ever look after me. He only said he would because I'm your best friend and he doesn't want to ruin his new friendship with you. If I wanted to discuss matters with him then I would've done. However, I didn't. Next time keep your mouth closed.

I've actually had a really good day, but I thought I'd get all my dormant rage out before I can't help myself. I apologize now for being mean, but that's what I think. I thought I could keep it all in and just let it go as usual, but I've found out that I can't. Shout at me all you like. I don't care. I can take it. Call me a lousy friend, a backstabber, or even an attention-seeker if you want. Whatever. People generally get on my nerves. Maybe I don't need them.

On a more positive note, I bought a bag today, some more tights and a new summer top. Costing £28.50. I also went to Tesco and bought some chicken and I had a hot dog thing whilst I was in town and I had a mango passion fruit juice from Starbucks. This cost £5.45. All together today I have spent £33.95. Not bad out of £40. ;) Me and Tilly were pissing about with fake tan and transforming ourselves in black men. However, we were disappointed because our skin went ginger. :( Tilly made like £6 from busking and I had to sit there and be her pimp. It was scary how many old men were interested in giving us money. Ah well. If not for their paedophillic interests, for the pink gaykelele she was playing. :)