Okay, so, going back to school didn’t really make things better. Infact, it’s come back just as bad as it were the beginning of last week. Except now with added throwing up so much, my throat is red raw. Joys. Me and my dad decided that I can’t go on like this. School isn’t making me feel any better, and things aren’t looking too good for me, so I went to the sixth form office today. The head of sixth form wasn’t there to talk to, but I spoke to this fairly youngish guy, who’s name I forget and he was quite sympathetic and happy to help, since I was concerned about my education. We decided that going on a part-time timetable wouldn’t work, because there’s no saying when I’d be feeling okay and when I wouldn’t, so instead, I have to come in once a week, collect some work, have a quick breifing, and then do the work at home.
In short; I don’t have to go to school until November. Score.
In other news, I am right now completely obsessed with House of Fun by Madness. I found out that half of the video was filmed at Great Yarmouth, which is just 20 minutes from me, and I found that really exciting.
♥: Sore throat
♪: Killer Instinct – Controlling Transmission (Glacius’ Theme)
Lucky you.
Does mean you don’t see people though, you should be given an ASBO. Not for the usual reasons, but for just avoiding all social situations.
Talking of people, have you spoken to any beasts yet?
Welcome to the house of fun!
Lucky me indeed.
Believe me, I’m happy about that. I don’t like sixth form at all anymore.
I’ve always wanted an ASBO, bring it.
The only thing that sucks about this is that they probably won’t pay me.
I spoke to a beast breifly last night. I’ll explain all next time you’re online… for more than for 5 minutes.
Now I’ve come of age?