Fourteen

This weekend was uneventful.
I went into town with Bec on Saturday and didn't buy much, then met up with Emily, Patrick, Abbie and Tom. That was also uneventful. I've come to the conclusion that uni meet ups aren't fun when it's cold, and they aren't fun when Matt's not there.
Then on Sunday, I went to Bec's to do recording but Mixcraft was playing up so we did no recording and cleaned her room instead. And then I did the Doctor Who quiz on twitter and CAME SECOND. WIN WIN WIN WIN WIN WIN WIN VICTORY PARTY WIN WIN WIN WIN WIN. WIN.
Bec was watching me do the quiz, and was laughing at me because I'd jump when I got the question through my phone, then sit still while read it, then frantically start typing on the keyboard like a crazy person.
I'm weird.
OH AND WE MADE GRAVY FAJITAS.
And now it's Monday all over again. I had Mr Major first, that wasn't too bad, and then I had a connections meeting so I got out of RE and Lucy gave me some books about college courses to read up on. And then at break nothing happened and English was shite and I missed Mr Penford at lunch because I was reading this course booklet. And then it was French and we did playdough again and then it was Science and I didn't do much.
And now I've spent the whole evening doing my citizenship homework because I am not cool at all. And it needs to get done or else I will fail and die. Death.
This was a very short post to say it covers three days. I'm waiting for my life to pick itself up again. I always go through stages of nothing happening, and the suddenly everythings happening, and then nothing again. And then something.
So now I'm waiting for something to happen.
That will probably be doctor who.
WHICH IS A MONTH ON SUNDAY OH MY GOD HEHE
And we get our new ties tomorrow. Hopefully. I'm going to assert my authority with it and be like YEAR SEVENS RESPECT THE TIE AND GET THE HELL OUT OF MY WAY.
Yeah.
BYE :D