nobody wants to hear you sing about tragedy.

well addicted to fall out boy, and panic! at the disco.
yumm.

i bought more apples for my fridge. plan?!

football was not good. the wee ones couldnt understand the drills so we had to do press-ups for ages. then another easy passing drill. then eventually went intp a wee game, then went inside and got a wee talking to. i just hope we're all okay for the game on saturday against that boys team.

i have to much homework, and i just got twenty pounds from my mum. yasss.
i'm saving it though so i can buy a new phone when my birthday comes.

anyway shoosh.
i'm writing an essay.
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