Who The Hell Knows At This Point?

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So this week has been pretty interesting for me dudes. A quick overview so I can write everything out fully: people want me to have another party which is awesome, I got some more birthday present, including fandom ones, we had a conversation about a dude with a tiny dick in the prefect room, he then came in and said something that made us all cackle, Arlo accidentally weed on Luna's head while mum and I were walking them, my brother choked when I told him, I got a wicked new pair of football boots and shin pads, I have a football game tonight, I have my brain scan tomorrow, Twinnie embarrassed this bitch from our primary school and I had a brush with death. Woah seems, these last couple days have been interesting but in reality you can make pretty much everything interesting, even a description of watching paint dry.

I watched the colours lighten. Light itself started to reflect upon it rather than getting lost in its depth. It was beautiful, watching the shine come or turn into matte. The movement of the trees turning eternal, it was certainly a sight. That wasn't too too bad.

Right so moving on, apparently my party was so wicked people want me to have another one for Gay Christmas. There were loads of people mentioning it and they weren't even there, thanks snapchat. I was popular for once which is just wicked mate.

Speaking of birthday, I got some more presents over the last couple days because my family are always late with present. I got a hoodie that says "Wanheda", a t-shirt with a bullet wound that says,
"Plot twist, I got hit by a stray bullet" and stickers. I got Lexacoon, a murderous Murphy quote and loads of other stickers from the 100 along with a wicked pocket watch. The aesthetics is strong with this one.

What's next? Right, tiny dick. So there's this dude who sent a dick pic to one of the most ruthless girls in my year, in my school in general. She sent it into a group chat and somehow a load of the people in said group chat were in the prefect room at lunch. We somehow got onto the topic and were taking the piss out of him, as ya do. He is not a prefect, just an asshole, walks into the prefect room and so I say.
"Oh _______ we were just talking about you." His reply.
"Well I'm here now, what did you want to say?" Now I'm really sorry but I can't remember exactly what was said and I can't think of a way to phrase it right. Basically, someone made a dick joke ad he said,
"What?" But in context it sounded like he was agreeing to not having a dick. The entire room burst into laughed while he just stood there in a baffled silence.

Moving on. Simply, mum and I took the dogs for a walk and while Arlo was peeing Luna walked in the way and got peed on. Not all that funny in and of itself but then I told my brother while he was outside. He physically choked on air. All I said was,
"Hey I don't recommend kissing Luna on the head until she has a bath, Arlo accidentally peed on her head." I still don't know what he found so utterly hilarious but apparently there was something so.

Oh, I'm on the girls football team for my school. We had our first game of the season today and last night I got new shin pads and boots. That's the entire story really it's just something that happened in the last couple days so I threw it in there. We won 3-0 in case anybody cares.

Right, brain scan tomorrow. I'm just going to be honest with you guys, I am a little scared. Not all that much but still a little. It's like a big deal kind of. Like knowing my luck they won't find anything and I'll have to start another round of tests but still. I won't find out my results till next week so I'm going to be kind of nervous till then too. At least I get to leave school early on Friday next week though. It's the last day of school before half term too. I suppose a good thing about this brain scan is that I don't have to change anything I do. I even had a can on koperberg just because I could. I do get to wear a dressing gown rather than a hospital one too.

Anyway, let's get back to the funny stuff. So we had a football game, Twinnie plays on the team with me. When we arrived at the pitch this private school from the area was leaving. Now we know someone who goes there, she went to the same primary school as us and is even the daughter of one of our old supply teachers. So I heard she got kicked out the school for dealing weed at some point and told Twinnie like months ago. Mitch being the dumbass they are, that's my twin by the way, blurts out,
"________ got kicked out for dealing weed." It was more than loud enough for the other school to hear and plot twist, SHE HADN'T BEEN KICKED OUT!!! SHE WAS STOOD LIKE 6 FOOT AWAY FROM US!!! Mitch mentioned it was the old supply teachers kid and people oooed and ahhhed. This bitch turns around and waves at us and Mitch waves back, only to say bitch loud enough for our school only to hear. As her school minibus was driving away she pointed at me out of the back window and I could see her and her friend were talking about us. It was bloody brilliantly.

Now what you've all been waiting for, it may not be as entertaining as you may be expecting. Apparently I have a death wish. So this football team were so bitchy and this was coming from one of the chaviest schools in Portsmouth. They were swearing at each other, bad mouthing their keeper, you name it. They were only in bad spirit because they were losing. So it comes to the end of the match, shaking everyone's hands. There is this one girl stood away from everyone else so I jogged over to her and shook her hand. She looked like she actually wanted to kill me, it was brilliant. I fucking got out of there after that and we continued to joke about these foul ass bitches until our mum met us outside the gate and we got on home. It was interesting.

I have got any special mind of goodbye or what not to use to just bye. Sorry if this is written terribly I did it in like twenty minutes. The header is my laptop with my new stickers. Wish me luck at the hospital tomorrow. Peace peeps.

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