No, i’m not joking…

As i write this, i feel strangely at peace. Although i was late for school, i managed to convince my form tutor that i was actually in form and she was just ignorant. So no harm done. So i’ve settled down, watched a little family guy, played a few games *wink wink* done all my homework and am listening to a bit of daft punk. All i need to do now is put my PE stuff in the washing machine for tomorrow and then i shall get stuff sorted for tomorrow (a first for me) and go to bed at a reasonable time with a book. I wonder what happened to the hateful person of yesterday. Ah well. It’s weird really. How tranquil i feel. Like floating. On fluffy clouds. I just lost an eBay bid, but it’s okay. It’s cool. Didn’t want it anyway. Just bid on it cos no-one else had. NEWS! Mr Shakespeare was teaching our English lesson today and everything went swimmingly. Sorry Mr White, it’s not that you’re a bad teacher. We just don’t like you as much as ol’ Shakey. Stay Shakey stay! I’m gonna be jammin with the kids tomorrow for practise on my ensemble piece Cissy Strut . It’s gonna be tight y’all. God i love family guy. Oh yeah, i forgot to say. A couple of days ago, word got out that the school is auditioning people for a gospel choir. So i thought that i’d want to be the guy who stands at the front who says ‘Can I Get An Amen Over Here? Do You Believe In The Lordah? Then Put One Dollar In The Basket And Come Up To The Front To Be Healedah!’ *SMACK* then they hit them in the forhead and say ‘YOU ARE HEALED MY BROTHAH!’. So i went around all day training. And by training, i mean healing people. And by healing people, i mean smacking them over the forehead. lol