December 2010
8 posts
Yeah but they're *my* Christmas presents!
Sort of confused about the fact that I have to go to Wycombe today to choose my own Christmas present. That’s kind of like- what the he’ll? So not cool. And its not like I didn’t make a list or anything, albeit a very short list, with about four things on it. Oh well. I’ll get over it.
“ You’re asking me to condone a relationship based on lies and mistrust?
...”
– House
carolling anyone?
So me, Lewis, Fran, Geo and Matt were out carolling for some jamboree (typo probably… meh) thing so Fran can go to New Zealand, and then her dad just showed up randomly and was all “come to our church and make real money”, only he phrased it “Do you want to make some real money?”
None of us (apart from fran, obviously) knew he was her dad, so we just thought we were...
Mo. Oh mo.
He chundered. Everywhere.
And someone stepped in it. Tbh, they should’ve been more careful. The lights were on.
who will win??!?!
mr robson (organ) and mr hartley (trumpet) having a competition after every carol to see who can hold the note the longest without sounding retarted. mr robson won most times, but then….
on the wednesday night….
a lone member of the audience….
bravely singing the descant part….
pwned us all.
Three cheers for her.
What the Ferrari
failed my biology mock
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Everyone got a D so…. we all fail
This intrigues me: suzasays: Right enrichment day... →
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Right enrichment day tomorrow Woman talking about uni for an hour, half hour break, man talking about uni for an hour Lunch then something called ‘winning at the marketing game’ you can tell they almost put an exclamation mark afterwards cause it’s bound to be some kind of FUN…
Ohhhhhhh this sucks balls people are gonna think I can draw as well whyy can’t we just do our...