~petals-falling

im going to italy tomorrow. i am so excited. its like yey!!!!!!! but i am so annoyed because im going with the school choir, and everyone in the choir has to buy a t. shirt so we all look the same and no one feels all left out, but the teacher decided that the usuall black t.shirt would be too warm to wear in italy, so she choose another colour, and i was like okay, id rather wear black but whatever, she decideds on PINK. okay WTF??? is she trying to turn all the boys in the choir gay or what. there is seriouslly something wrong with her. most of the girls were like yey pink. and im standing there just looking like no. then she expectes us to pay £3 for the privalage of wearing pink t.shirts. when i saw the colour i was like okay, thats not too bad for pink, but amie keeps on telling me that the colour reminds her of my sick. (i'll get to that later).
so anyway, the pink wasnt too bad for pink. but when i went to buy it i asked for skinny fit cause thats the size id ordred, turns out they didnt get any. so now im stuck with a small, which is the same size as a t.shirt i wear to bed that used to belong to a DUDE. i mean HOW BIG DO THEY THINK I AM? so im stuck with an oversized pink t.shirt, that has everyones name on the back, in such a small print, that i would be worried if anyone came that close to me, from behind, to read it.
alright any of the posse from school reading this will be all, "but claire, dont you have a pink bag?"
yes i do, but i am currently making sure that it is completly covered in pen so that will never be known again.
anyway to the sick thing, on wednesday i was in school feeling pretty sick, but id thought i got over it by third lesson, when i was having a two hour drama party, where we all got dressed up and stuff, so at the party i didnt want to push it, so all i had was some cherryade and an apple flavered lolly, then at lunch i was feeling ill, so i went to reception to ask to go home. about halfway through lunch, i felt like i was going to hurl, so i got up and went to the toilets, and i went into a cubicle were someone had reccently been smoking, the smell made me feel so sick, so i was, it was a lovely pinky red colour, and it felt faboulous, because not only did it come out of my mouth, it also came out of my nose. so afterwards when i got home , i was like, i have a cherry flavour in my nose. lovely story or what?

also my brother, who is probably, no definatly, the most annoying human being on the planet, has decided that because he has a new computer up in his room that cost a grand, and he spends all his time upstairs on it, that he deseves the comfy computer cgair, and i deseve the horrid plastic uncomfortable one that belonged to him. and because he is such a coward, he decided to change them when i was out. and he thinks that if i get his old t.v that i dont need anything else for my birthday. i was like, well your getting a computer and driving lessons, why am i only getting your OLD t.v, and he was all ,well because for my 16 all i got was a t.v, and thats all our sister got, s why should you be any different? so i was like, well because for one thing im getting your old t.v when yours and our sisters were new, so therefore mum and dad wont have spent any money on me, were on your 16 they spent about 300 pounds on you, so its only fair if i get about that much money on me seen as im getting a t.v for free.

if anyone manages to acctually reach this point of this never ending journel then you deserve to be hugged.
also if you manage to reach the end then you will know that i am back from italy, 26 fucking hours on a bus, with around 20 minutes of sleep on te way there, then when we arived we wern't even allowed to sleep, we had to go straight back out. damn the teachers and their evilness. on the way back it was slightly better, i had around 2 hours sleep, mostly due to one of the most boring films i have ever seen. Glitter. and this was a big thing me falling asleep during a film seen as that is not something i do, unless the film is incrediblly boring, or i am so tired that i just can't keep my eyes open any longer. so when i had about half an hours sleep i was very proud of my self.
i would have started a new journal, but have you seen the length of this thing. yea it only took about 10 mins to write it, but it still took a lot of brain energy to write. something that i lack.
seriouslly, if i could write my english essay, which is still about a month overdue, as easily as i can write my journals, then i would have no problem in english. unfourtanatlly for the english teachers, i am far to lazy to write their boring essays, so i spend hours on da or on a new found website called checkmated. btw, i am not still feeling unheard, the silly mood thing refuses to show all the different moods, so im stuck on unheard.
if you have read all of this then not only do you deserve lots of hugs, but a fair few kisses as well