Got up, did a wee. Y'know... Exciting lives we lead.

Right well I know at least 3 people have read this, so hello to the whole ox family. You know who you are!! ;)
I've been thinking, and I reckon I am a seriously angry person in denial. I skip around all day, looking as happy as a little lamb that has had happy pills shoved up its bottom, BUT inside is the equivalent of a grumpy old retired librarian woman, who spends her days talking to her cat and muttering about the youth of today. Now, this half of me rarely makes an appearance, as usually either the idea or the drama that will follow her outbursts is too much for her to deal with before her nap, (especially as she has just had a pacemaker fitted), or her dodgey hip means that she just can't keep up with the afore mentioned lamb. (I have issues, I really do.)
However, although her appearances are very rare, today she decided to keep posessing me frequently throughout the day: for example, when my locker decided to attack me and started spewing my books all over the floor and my head. And when someone, who seems to be incapable of going to the toilet by themselves asked me, WHEN I WAS CLEARLY REVISING BIOLOGY, if I 'wanted' to go to the toilet with them, like it was some sort of priviledge or something. Or when my school bag broke, and my literally my entire life fell onto the locker room floor to be trampled on my the inconsiderate people I share the locker room with. But I won't dwell on this. The skippy lamb in me is stopping her from taking the limelight again. But yes, today was a bad day.
On a brighter note, I am heading on up to my birth place, Windsor, this weekend to see friends and family I haven't seen for years! And also try and chat up one of the soliders on guard to the castle, see if I can make him smile. I'd better prepare some jokes. And if all else fails, I'm going to flash him.

Adiós! x