my girlfriend is so supportive and lovely. she really does just want me to be happy and do whatever makes me happy. i feel bad for her because i am much more ‘PLEASE NEVER GO AWAY FROM ME JUST STAY AND BE MISERABLE IT’S OK I WILL SNOG YOU AND THAT SHOULD BE ALL YOU NEED WAAAH.’ i wish i wasn’t an emotional cripple; i re-read The Perks of Being a Wallflower today and cried in my locked car, in the train station car park, after the last page. anyway, i digress. my real point is that i love her and i am very lucky. i hope she knows that.
Made my Year 8s work in complete and utter, mind-blowing silence for a full hour today because I am the realest bitch.
…this is why you should do your homework, kids.
Alison got 93 on her law exam. She is going to make me so much money so soon ha.
Alison’s bedroom is all cozy and homely like this one. I liked having an old school Chadwick night last night.
(via dreaminginsilverandpink)
…what a way to make a living.
the things that were most annoying about today include:
-being heckled down the corridor as ‘Mrs Faaaaairyyyyyyy.’ I am 23, with the face of a 15 year old. ‘Mrs’, really?!
-‘omg Miss, you’re coming to Drayton Manor too?! yesssss!’ from the girl who routinely talks over me, answers back and mutters obscenities in my direction. I would much prefer you showed your love for me by SHUTTING THE FUCK UP EVERY LESSON.
-‘Miss, I have a giant chocolate bar! I would offer you some but you always say we’re not allowed to eat in the lab.’ …fuck, I teach them too good.
-3 separate trips to the secret staff tuck shop, to find it closed each time. Accordingly, 0 diet cokes drunk. Pretty. Bloody. Rude.
Andrea Gibson - Trellis
I wish I could write poetry like this. I wish I had any form of real talent. Anything. A hobby that isn’t just colouring in. I need a niche, I am unremarkable.
