It's 11am on a Thursday and I'm still laid in bed, my laptop perched on my bent knees. I should really be ashamed of myself. But lets face it, who wouldn't take advantage of four free periods?
Although Mum's making me drive in for last lesson, even though I have explained to her several times now there. is. no. point. But she's insistant.
If only I had Psych last rather than Lit. As soon as she heard I had Lit she was like, right you're going.
Damn my foolish choice to take English at Uni!
At least she said we could stop off at Matalan on the way to school, since I have my eyes on some new studded leggings. They didn't have them in my size when we popped in last week.
Also, major disaster; my bank statement came through and I have spent FAR too much money this last month. Which means one thing: I need a job, and badly.
I so wish money grew on trees. xo
1 comment:
I so wish money grew on trees, too.
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