Dear Yasamin is seventeen today. My how she's grown. I remember when she was just a calm little girl from Sheffield, now she is a calmer little girl from Sheffield.
The miracle about Yasamin is that I understand her accent. Even though she's from up north. Unlike certain accents that I could mention, such as Laura's. Laura's accent is INSANE IN THE MEMBRANE.
I am, in school and I am writing my blog, which is a crime, and I am sorry, but I suppose I should not go to jail for it, and therefore it is okay.
Today, I feel like I am coming down with the flu. I hope I get the flu on Saturday properly, and it is gone by Tuesday. Unfortunately, I have a french exchange student coming on Thursday night, so I hope I am able to lift my head and smile blearily at her. If not, I shall suggest she indulges in English Culture by watching my many recorded episodes of Doctor Who, while I lie, comatosed and drugged up on paracetamol.
It's due time that I got a cold or ill in general. I had it coming so I can't complain.
Remember when Ue died? That was shocking. It was down for like, four days. I went on UEH which is confusing to navigate, but I am an admin on it, so I like it. I hope no one realises this and demotes me. I do not think I could take this blow to my ego.
Jessica sent me my birthday present which I recieved yesterday. It was AMAZING. And weirdest thing, today, someone slipped a paper crane into my bag, which I found just now when I opened it. Strange huh?
My friends have pranked me in return for my pranking them shortly before the easter holidays. They demand brownies, so I shall give them brownies. Can't promise the brownies will be edible.
I'm pretty tired and should do some of my work, so I'm going to go, hello to all, hang in there to everyone doing their AS levels, once we're over these two weeks it should be plain sailing!!!
xxxx
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*does the "Sarah loves her presents" dance*
You jinxed me! I've had a cold for almost a week running now, you evil, evil girl! I am coughing my lungs out as I type. :( You know a cold is bad when soup tastes like corn tortillas. There is nothing in the world that tastes like corn tortillas. Incidentally, I think they're disgusting.
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