I forgot to leave you with this Photoshop Disaster. Ciao!

No, tobacco is not one of your five-a-day

Well Amy and I went into town to find some ugly sweaters for Heatherina the Ballerina's Ugly Sweater Party. After a while in TK Maxx, Amy found, quite possibly, the most hideous and ugliest thing I'd ever seen to grace the earth. It's black with sky blue palm trees with lots of sequined jewels and bedazzler thingys.

I unfortunately had just a few candidates. There was pretty bad Ralph Lauren vest that weighed a tonne, but I think it was in the region of £50. There was another bad t-shirt that was red, white and blue and had the number 1 all over it... for some reason; that was also pretty dear, at £17. I mean, I'm only going to be wearing this once and I'd rather not pay that for it.

And so we grew hunger forevermore and travelled to Millies Cookies and Burger King (fatties), and continued on my quest for an ugly sweater. Blah blah blah, then Sainsbury's phoned Amy saying she was supposed to be working so she had to leave.

I had a look in Zara been never seen anything... well I did, but they were £50 shoes. *sigh* But I think Zara need to seriously address their size issues... not EVERYONE is an extra large, y'know?

Put that collar down; this isn’t 1999

I am glad my dissertation is close to completion. I just need to write some more stuff on word choice, even though I'm certain I briefly mentioned it. Nonetheless, I shall expand and hand it in on Monday, April 20^th.

Today was, as usual, exasperating. Dr. Gavin has something to say about everything and, when I was asked on my studying timetable and I said I study for less than an hour a day, and saying I was doing three Advanced Highers, had the most ridiculous and spasmodic episode I've seen in a long time. Thank god school is almost over. That class just sucks the life out of anything imaginable.

    Tomorrow will be... shite, at least in school. I have a free period, then a crappy thing in church for about an hour, during that time I will be alone as neither Heather nor Amy are coming in tomorrow. Hopefully I'll find Hayley or Xiang, assuming the latter is not humming of fish.
    Then there is double art, which is actually alright as I'm making a nice collage, so that could be the second-most highlight of tomorrow. On the other hand with art, it means lugging a gigantic folder home.

    Because of folder crappiness, I will go home and drop that and my bag off and my set into town with my aunt or something, as I need to buy a new shirt. Zara seems to come to mind as I've seem to be buying a lot from there recently, despite their quality and apparently "cheap" prices. But at least the stock is updated, like, twice a week apparently (eavesdropping on staff) and, unlike, H&M, you can go into school and not have 25 other people wearing the same clothes as you.