we just spent the day helping them doing their work and stuff, cept that little rebel girl kept running around and shouting and at one time she started ordering us to do stuff. so i gave the piece of paper she wanted to will sincec he was taller and told her to friking b quiet. not that i sed it like that. cos im a good rolemodel :D turned out she already knew how to swear-she even swore at us lol. but the other 3 were gud~
omg and the canteen is SO CHEAP. a hot chocolate was $1 and a little pizza thing is like $0.40, so i stocked up on food. at lunch we joined a handball game with some little boys and omg how small r the squares ==' they were so midget ppl had to stand outside of them to hit the ball properly. and some of those kids r rlly not all that bright o.o we saw jesses (yr 10) little cousin. she was so CUTE ^^ she went up to max and was like 'maxy can i have a mint?' and they called jonno johnny~ lol
by the end of the day it really just felt like babysitting and i couldnt be bothered to help anymore so i just typed up their stuff for them cos they were so slow == they were making a picture book and asked wat was a name starting with 'w'. the answer was obvious. lol will the whale~
SOMEBODY wasnt being a gud rolemodel and...lol. so one of the girls came up to us and started giggling and sed 'do u like each other?'. i sed 'no, i actually rlly hate that guy' and they were like sure sure. lol see they dont remember wat they need to but instead theyre suddenly smart wen it comes to this.
so we went bak to skool and that was the end of my day~ i got bored and started to copy erica and searched up 'cute chibi couples' on google.
ill leave u with my quote of the day:
'We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.'
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stupid busdriver. we should actually befriend him so he'll let us on all the time. i mean we've known him for three years! hes seen us grow up
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