"now I squeeze your hand tight
after everything we did,
I know this is the last night
they’ll ever think of us as kids,
as we drive around and around
trying to escape this town"
Hello, this is Beth's Penguin here again, who writes her blog for her whenever she doesn't feel like it/hides in the wardrobe/has done something stupid, and now we can add a new reason: feeling guilty.
Beth wants to say that she's gone back to college and hates it more than ever, despite the fact that for the first time, she felt normal while she was there. Usually Beth feels out of place, hates lessons, hates teachers and generally doesn't like the place. But anyway...
Beth's been up in the loft today and wouldn't recommend it if you have a fear of falling.
I'm in meetings with Walker's to discuss tuna flavoured crisps. I plan to convert the world to a tuna diet by 2012.
Summer of '09 is an addictive song. And I'm a Penguin. I don't like summer.
Goodbye <3
Days until Beth's birthday: 1 week 6 days.
Days until holiday: 1 month 1 week.
Days until the end of college: 3 months 30 days. She thinks. She's confused...
Beth's penguin, because I can't be bothered to travel downstairs, give this message to her.
ReplyDeleteIf you don't like college, either move colleges or just wait the 3 months and 30 days until college finishes. Not only that, you on only have to go in three days a week.