I'm so boring, I've got no life. Astronomy's all right. A bit shit. But that's cool, I'm writing a lot in that class. I mean, songs and dirty love-letters to Eve, not Astronomy-stuff. And Arithmancy = HARD SHIT, but weirdly? I like it.
(And Myers is fucking hot. I mean... god. When he turns around to charm stuff up on the blackboard, and he's not wearing his cloak 'cause the room's baking hot...)
(And don't accuse me of cheating, 'cause I'm not. :P Eveline's my girl, I love her more than everything. Doesn't mean I'm not allowed to objectively admire Myers's arse. And besides, I know she's got a crush on Promwood. :D)
IT'S MY BIRTHDAY NEXT WEDNESDAY! Don't forget it, you bastards.
O'Leary = still a wanksmudge. Fucker needs to lay off.
AHAHAHA, BUT, COOL, me and Aidan, we got fooling about with the light-swords again. :D Need to challenge him to a proper duel, hehehe!
...I'M NEARLY EIGHTEEN!
All right, enough. Where's Eveline?
EVERYBODY KNOWS I'M HER FRIEND,
EVERYBODY KNOWS I'M HER MAN!
I AM NOT YOUR SENORITA,
I DON'T AIM SO HIGH!
IN MY HEART, I DO NO CRIME!
IF YOU WANT INSIDE HER,
YOU BETTER MAKE HER RASPBERRY SWIRL!
And don't forget my birthday!