Pretty Hands do Dirty Things

I'm home alone today, it's nice yes, but when there is revision to do, it doesn't feel so perky. Although, not doing revision as I'm on this, queer. Off school as I have a bad hip, do I sound like a 70 year old or what?! Garrr.
My dad will not stop singing whilst I am trying to watch a power point on nuclear fusion. If I have to rewind it once more, I'm going to dieeeeeeeeee.
So hey I got a Governors award. Howdddddy. I haven't received one since year 8, but i get stage fright. I'm going to be so scared of standing up in front of hundreds of beady eyed people to receive my award. My business isn't exactly on the down low either, everyone know's my past. I really would love to mind read. It's going to be so scary! Hmmmph.
So I bought a wintery sort of jumper (see below). It's nice, and I have a craving for more.

Blah blah blah x