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This is for Becky...
Haha, Becky has been telling me to update. So here I am, updating. I've no idea what to write, but I'll write anways.
Mark is being, a bastard. He told people he fancies me to get back at Becky. He said he wanted her to feel as hurt as she hurt him. Childish much? And, he used me to get at Becky, which is also exceptionally low considering I helped him out hell of a lot when he was stuck in a rut, and it was hell of a lot. He called me when I didn't want to be called. He talked to me when I didn't want to talk. I listened to him, when I wasn't on the mood for listening. And I helped him out when he called me. Sure, Mark thanked me constantly, but he couldn't have meant it all that much, if he was willing to chuck me out there on the line to piss off Becky. Right?
Tomorrow is non uniform day. If it is as hot as it has been these past few days then, well I can't be arsed with the whole jeans, t-shirt, sneakers. It's to damn hot. I'll just wear my white dress with black flip flops, I might wear my antique-esque necklace to, and I'll have my gray sweater, incase I get cold. Yeah, likely. Oh, and my sunglasses. Ha, I am in love with my sunglasses.
Friday is Alton Towers! Ha, I'm excited about that. Should be fun. Get to go on rides for a whooooole day. Well practically a whole day. And next Friday is Normandy! We miss Friday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday. Quite crappy missing the weekend, and inset day. But never mind. Apparently we get to go in at 11.30 Tuesday morning cause we come back late Monday night. Ha. But note my use of the word 'Apparently' I don't actually know, so fellow France go-ers, be warned.
Anyways, there you go Becky..! It's a crappy update, but it'll do!
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