Sleepwalking my way through life: "Vengeance shall be mine!"

"Vengeance shall be mine!"

Over six pounds in a day.

That would be the equivalent of texts I've sent. It's true. I bought a fifteen pound top-up on tuesday, and as of yesterday night I spent over six pounds of it.

Sixty texts. All to one person.

Makes you think.

I was in the entire day today. I only had one free period, but it wasn't all bad.

English was the same as it always is. We read through some more of Jeykll and Hyde before discussing it. Though there was a weird thing that happened.

"Miss, is it true that some teacher got hit in the head with a dictionary?" Someone asked.


"Really?" Monica said, "Which one?"

"Oxford." I replied in total unison with another guy in the class. Everyone erupted in laughter, but we soon went back to work.

That wasn't the weirdest part though.

I had a free period next, and it was spent in our little nook in the crush area surrounded by many friends. We were just talking about random topics for the entire time and occasionally I ducked down into my pocket to grab my phone and text Marie. Just before the period ended the guy from my English class came along and started talking with us. The topic moved about a lot, including a discussion of:

"Flash! Aaaaaaah! Master of the universe!"

"Dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun."

But it eventually got onto ages. And Gary (The guy from my English class) says, "Well, I'm still sixteen."

"Really? Is ickle Gary only sixteen? When's your birthday?"

"Uhh.... It's January. I had to think about it there."

"Yeah? What date?"


I sat up with a start. "You have got to be fucking kidding me." I said.

"No, why?"

"That's my birthday."

Creepy huh?

The bell rang and I headed off to RE. The session wasn't bad to be honest. We spent most of the time discussing what we believe in and what we don't believe in. For example, the Tooth Fairy. I think Ms Glen has taken a shine to John though. He's the one who's really into philosophical discussions (Even more than me), so I think he'll really enjoy the class.

Graphics wasn't bad either. My orthographic drawing of the remote control turned out pretty well, and at the end of the class my teacher (I still don't know his name) looked through my CD collection. Needless to say he didn't like any of it, except for NOFX's Punk in Drublic CD. He liked the name of that a lot.

Lunch was pretty uneventful.

Drama was alright. We sorted out all our scenes for the Unit test, and I don't even get beaten up anymore. I'm a wife beater for one of the scenes though.

Vengeance shall be mine!

I headed home, and that was me for the day.

Apart from my never ending text session with Marie. I've never had such an expensive conversation...
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