Run Away

English SAC tomorrow. I'm really starting to like this whole Whose Reality busines.
Though I am in no way insinuating I will be able to write fluently within 90mintes (do we get 90mins?)
Time pressure kills me.

Mrs Badoer was really nice today, brought us biscuits, dip and strawberries because our english lesson was planned to go over time.
Though she is ever so nice, she is one harsh marker, and quite critical of work.
But you have to be cruel to be nice no?

Our whole school photo is tomorrow morning.

I think I've pretty much completed my english cheat sheet. It's pretty comprehensive. Far cry from concise, (no shit) it's as anti-concise as you could get, I wish I knew how to cut down my thoughts.
But they just pour out of my cranium, no not pour, spill out and I can't sort them, organise them into something that makes sense.

Time to shower,
Love Lisa.