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To be fair I'm not entirely sure what chapter this book is really up to so I'm just going to go from here.

We were in lockdown for approximately seven weeks, this ended a month ago, I'm slack as fuck no surprise.

Not sure if I mentioned it but I was failing psychology internal and I messaged Pete Wentz and said that his laugh inspired me to finish my internal. Shocker, there was no reply but that's okay. My friend says I'm crying but I haven't quite hit that point yet. We'll get there, I sit alone in a class next period so the likely hood of tears is high. 

Probably take my previously mentioned friend out of her class for photography.... again. The same friend drank whiskey and played the bongo in the art studio while I took photos of her, all in an attempt for me to get some half-decent photos, although the outcome of these where highly debated.

I have threatened to throw my friend in a lake for my photography project, she's keen if a bodybuilder throws her in. Naturally, I suggested the teacher from school. And just as naturally she let out a petrified silent scream as we were meant to be doing English work...

Turns out I'm still head over heels in fucking love with the guy currently sitting right in front of me. He's being nice about it so I guess that's great.

Breaking news, I'm a potato and I have a potato family. My friend do be a stuffed potato though sooooo.....

I've read To Kill  A Mockingbird a grand total of three times since it arrived like ten days ago... Now that I think about it I think it arrived closer to a month ago. 

I have learned to play three new songs on the piano so yee. We now have Welcome To The Black Parade, Oh Ms Believer, I Don't Love You, Let Her Go, and the introduction to Say Something and Seven Years.  To be fair it's taken a lot of discipline and I am yet to play the majority of them on an actual piano considering I have currently only played on my iPad.

I fell 27 days behind on my art. I haven't worked in my design class for three months. I message my friend every night to have a general break down about life which involves a lot of crying on my behalf and a lot of screaming her behalf. 

I have nice chats with my friend Adam who asked me if China had a flag. I then sent him Japan's as a joke and he now thinks that China is a suburb in Japan. As any normal person can tell I have a very entertaining life.



Oh and I have had the french doors at my houe removed and the builder is always late, his wife has the flu, they have a cute dog which chills with me while he works. And the apprentice do have a good booty though. I often shamelessly stare at it. 

There was a point where I made awkward eye contact with him and he just smiled like FUCK.

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