Dear Die-ary...

No, I'm NOT under a LOT of sadness and pressure etc.

First thing I'd like to say. After 8 years, my backpack is going into retirement. Yes, I know how sad it seems that I'm writing about how I'm getting a new backpack. But my old backpack was special. Sentimental sh1t and all that. Y'see, when my Dad went away for a month or two (missing his birthday) to Africa. When he came back (just in time to see me in a school play ^_^), he gave me a backpack which was bigger than me. I was... about 7 or 8 years old. And I'm talking about a backpack designed for hikes and travelling. And now, after all this time, the strap is tearing off. Looking on the bright side? I'm getting a Zim backpack instead!!!!!!

Or, should be.

And let me tell you, it wasn't easy buying it. So, originally HotTopic sold them. But, just as I was going to attempt to buy it, I found out they had no more. I pleaded, PLEADED that they bring them back. However, they could not. Not never. No way. Negatory. But, they turned me away as a customer, and 'suggested' eBay. And eBay was where I found one. Let me say, then... HT, your service sucks. Your stock amount sucks. Your computer system sucks. But your stock is great! Speaking of the suckish computer system... I endeavoured, yet again, to order from their inane 'order now' system. However, yet again, it rejected my order faster than a can kill a plastic. So, I sent an angry email, and also gave an email-order. They rejected my order, saying that they can only take orders via the computer system which doesn't work, or by phone. I see their logic. So, I'm going to waste their money and get them to phone ME. Heh.

More stuffs! Yesterday, I believe it was, we were to have an assembly. I have recently learned that it was to be a boring, POINTLESS assembly, where some people were given badges. As we came into the lecture theatre, we were turned back. Why? Someone was unconcious in the toilets. Good on that person! Even if they had to go to hospital. I reckon they went to a rave the day before, or are heavily pregnant... somehow. So, that was good.

Terrifying day, though. And yesterday. So, it was the last day of skool for the year 13s today. And they celebrated it a LOT. Yesterday, they came into our form room, and put a sanitary towel on the teacher's desk, and threw tampons around the floor. Today, there were balloons filled with flour and condoms scattered all over the skool. I found one next to the vending machines, but decided to leave it alone in case it had already been 'used'. But they were EVERYWHERE. I saw one poor teacher's office FILLED with balloons. In fact, some toilet rolls in the toilets had been taken, too. I have to say, their 'pranks' weren't that imaginative. My list for when I leave, if I leave!!

• Sanitary towels stuck on the clocks
• Tampons replacing the smartboard/whiteboard pens
• Condoms over the microphones
• Ribena in the vinigar pots
• A 'free' pair of extra-large, scary underpants with every canteen tray
• A picture of the headteacher on the toilet doors, with the caption of, "I'm watching you!"

Not really what she looks like. Nah, she looks much worse.

Anyway, I can't think of any other ideas at the moment.

More random news, a cleaner stole my maths books. And they've hidden them. I only left them out for half an hour!! And on Tuesday, I have a maths test (along with other tests...). They're going dooooooooooooown.

Dooooooooown.

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DOWN!!!