I do believe I might be sick. My throat feels like someone has poured gravel down it and I may well vomit. How attractive.
I don't know what I have lesson-wise tomorrow. It probably won't be interesting, I very rarely learn anything worth knowing at school, apart from that my english teacher is actually heavily pregnant, and not just fat like we all thought she was. I know I don't have graphic art, which is always good news because my graphic art class is full of narrow-minded prats that aren't worth anyone's last rolo.
I have been listening to a lot of electronic music lately, and it's becoming one of my favourite genres. I quite like MIT, Late Of The Pier, The High Priestess and The Chemical Brothers from this particular genre, as well as Bjork and Patrick Wolf's more electronic side. Those two forementioned artists are amazing, their voices can do anything and their music has no set style. Their album's really are albums, and not just the greatest hits of the songs they've wrote.
I saw the most ridiculous thing on tv today. It was the fabulous life of hollywood young stars, and Paris Hilton was on it with this motorbike she had made for her. It was encrusted with millions of jewels, it had a mirror where the petrol went in and when the bike turned a corner it said "that's hot".
I have been writing about mods a lot in english recently, as we got to write this rambling piece of work, which was quite fun to do. And mods tend to crop up a lot in it. Mods fascinate me for many reasons but I think I've rambled on enought now and I am going to get a shower. Goodnight xx