At least it didn't rain today.
Those Lovely Hallucinations that capture our hearts and minds, those twisted highs and nostalgic lows; the things that make us human. The things that make us who we are. So read on and delve deep into the imagination of the misguided.
Monday, 17 December 2012
It Didn't Rain Today.
It's always such an awkward moment when you walk into an exam about 5 minutes late and every single person in the hall looks up and stares at you. I'm generally late to everything except work and interviews. It's not something I intend on being, I always used to pride myself on my punctuality, but since I hit the 16-17 age bracket I just stopped caring. My friends all know me as "the one that's always late". That's not my nickname, but I reckon it should be, a more condensed version though. Sometimes it isn't even my fault; take today for example. I woke up on time, I showered on time, I got dressed on time, I left the house early, get to the bus stop early, but of course being British, the public transport system is a nightmare. So because of a very slow driver and a ridiculous traffic light system I did end up being late. This could so easily turn into a rant against the bus system in Milton Keynes, but I'll save that for another day. I tried to make it look like I didn't care, when I breezed into the exam hall, but inside I was dying with embarrassment. My excuse was that I was fashionably late, a horrible kick-back from working alongside high-street fashionistas everyday. But that's just me being conceited and dreamy. I was late because I don't drive, yet.
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