I've had the most insane week, I never realised September could be so happenin'. College was extremely dire as to be expected, there is an abundance of work, year 12 students, summer tummies and generally shit people that there was an abundance of last year. It was so boring i could have cried tears of sleep. College also never brings good news, we no longer have a lunch period specifically and my dutch exchange trip has been cancelled. I'm quite disappointed about the fact i will no longer get to sleep in a house that smells of whatever dutch houses smell of and wander around the red light district like an enthralled tourist. I'll also miss the opportunity to verbally abuse foreign people as well as idiots from my own country in the world debates we were going to partake in... sigh.
On a higher note, literally, i will be doing a parachute jump in october for charity. I'm thinking either breast cancer or the 'whizz kids' charity but remain undecided and need verification. I think people who think i'm doing a great thing should donate some of the £350 required and people who want to see me break my neck when it all goes wrong donate too, i mean you never know? You can hope desperately? I know i've got a few of you followers in all your spite.
I'm giving up chocolate and sweets until the end of October, so if i'm cranky, skinnier and full of angst; things are slightly looking up. My love sickness will suffice, it's bliss.
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