Wednesday, August 27
Am worrying over English creative writing piece, well I think its creative writing. I'm not really sure. Am tossing around ideas in head. Shall formulate to paper (or at least to computer screen) when they come. Mauvais genre. Lovely phrasing.
1) Heirachy - cynical view of shattered view of girls' world on the monarchy and society in Year 11 culture.
2) Forward Time telling sort of thing...
3) Oh I give up...
I've just read Jo's and feel inspiration and deflation. I am sooo going to look fucky next to this. Urgh. Shall go start...and do Chem...and do Psych...and well, seeing as the time is so late, not do Maths. And not start History essay. Fuckity, fuck, fuck, fuck.
Night. Sorry Mary, can't stay. Would love to stay and chat but must go! Have not talked to your for ages. Scr*tum!
~ M.M.W. ~

