snowmen

heya guys :)

just got in from the mish home from the valley of doom. average really. school's school you know!

extremely frustrating that i had to go into school though. ridiculouso or what. though me and my chums did have a good ol' giggle at the worlds most retarded chemistry teacher ever - he looks like the outcome of a chemistry experiment gone wrong if im honest! to make matters worse, his mother decided to marry someone with the surname 'brocklehurst', so naturally all the boys (and sometimes girls) taunt him about whether he's had his five-a-day and eaten all his broccoli. SO immature.

well apart from the time i did it. it wasnt immature then alright.

anyway.. he went around gritting the school with this little gritter machine that looked hilarious, it was called claudious and everything and it wasnt even working but he didnt realise (it had that name printed across the machine, i personally thought it was quite funny). i was just sitting there laughing out of the window praying that he would slip up and break a bone, or two. it would mean, a). no more (for a while anyway) chemistry lessons that make you want to turn suicidal, b). the most annoying broccoli known to man would be crippled, and c). best of all: hooray, snow day! ;) i have these things all planned out.

when i was walking from the bus stop i came across this snowman in someone's front garden, dressed in a summer shirt with a ring of those flowers you wear in hawaii. it had sunglasses and everything! it put a quite frankly disturbing (to say the least) picture in my head of a maths teacher at my school who seems to wear this kind of attire during all four seasons. just SLIGHTLY creepy!

im bare hungz man.

maddison
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