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I have such an irritating mother. Seriously. I ask her if I can go out tomorrow and stay at my friend's house, and she says yes but she might turn up at the cinema or at my friends house to check that we are doing what we said we would be doing, and that we are back at the time that we said we would be...BLOODY HELL. IT ANNOYS ME SO MUCH. Why can't she just say something like, 'Oh yes, you go have fun.' or 'Of course you can go, just don't get back too late.' instead of 'YOU CAN GO, BUT I'M NOT HAPPY ABOUT IT, BE BACK AT THIS TIME AND DONT DO ANYTHING THAT YOU DIDN'T SAY YOU WERE GOING TO DO BECAUSE I WILL KEEP RINGING YOU AND I MIGHT EVEN TURN UP AT THE CINEMA TO CHECK!' ******** sake, it makes me so mad. No one else's mother is like that.

Anyway, on a better note...um...actually, there isn't anything better. Nothing about today has been worthwhile. The geography teacher that left to go have a baby has returned, and I hate her. Stupid slag. I've decided to shave off her eyebrows and hair one day. I feel sorry for her poor daughter. Poppy. What a name.

And bloody sprinting. I am not a born athlete. I hate running as a sport. I really hate the 1500 metres. It's bad enough doing one lap of the track, but 3 ?? PE teacher can piss right off. I wouldn't have had to participate at all if the stupid nurse had been in. I couldv'e just gone there with a headache or feeling sick or something, but nooo...I'm abandoned in my time of need. And my damn BCG hurts, which is making my entire arm hurt. Which is nice.

******** hell. It's too cold, I'm tired beyond belief, I feel ill and I just want to go stab someone. Anyone'd do, even me. Just someone, with a sodding great stab wound in their side. Made by me. With my sword.

Wonderful thoughts.