Super Jessie

Finished le art!

Awww maaaannn, I just missed the ice-cream man! Ah well... I don't have any money anyways. Plus, I have a sudden urge to eat red peppers, so meh.

Anyways, I finished the last five hours of le exam. Twas pants, but I managed to put a wee bit o' colour in there. Yay for me! Damn ice-cream man. He drives past my house with no music on, and then now that he's turned around at the end of the close, he turns it on and is making it's way past my house again. Heh, mum has just suggested her paying for some ice-cream. Now that involves sprinting upstairs, searching for her long-lost handbag, and chasing the van all down the road. No thanks, I have bare-feet, and smudged eye-liner.

Anyways, my art exam is finally over! Now all I have to say is "hang art". My god, that is such an old phrase. I bet it goes back to medieval times... literally.

You know what really annoyed me about that art exam, besides the art, and under-preparation? The fact that we're not allowed to talk or have mobile phones on us etc, and then there's Mr Illsley wandering around chatting merrily to some receptionist lady on his phone, and Miss Campbell sitting behind me, texting merrilly away with key-tones switched on! Christ's sake people! Art exam over hear, and all around you. Eh, teachers are insolent monks...

I have a question- what do you think is worse than school? My answer- EDMUND.

Edmund is Jibby's best friend, a pain in the butt, and awfully polite but weird. Suits my brother perfectly, but still. Does he have to flaunt his insanity about the house? "Just think of the children!"

Whenever Edmund is over, I run and hide. My god, there could be so many movie quotes I could use at this advantage point. But I won't; it'll sound too cliched. I mean, it's not as if Edmund is like Damion now, is he? *Shifts eyes nervously*.

Well, I'm off to hide now- Jib and the Great Edmundo are back...

written on 2004-05-21@4:44 p.m.

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