A/N: Okay, I can explain. I had exams, okay! Big, end of year ones. So don't judge. My time on the computer was VERY limited. But I'm back now… for like two weeks and then it's the summer, so no school.
Look, I don't make the seasons, okay?
Anyway, I'll get to the REAL stuff now.
Again, no offence to Londoners or old people.
Gwigger: Our ginger dude friend
Potato: (I think you guys already know him but I can't remember) Prince's best friend and our friend.
In a writing workshop:
Me: (farts) TEEHEE
Prongs: You disgusting child.
Me: But I'm a boy, okay?
Prongs: …I don't even know how to respond to that.
Me: I really don't like the sun.
Moony: Me neither. I don't like the rain either.
Me: ME TOO!
Moony: We just don't like weather in general.
Me: We sound like old people. Or Londoners. One of the two.
In the Library:
(Blondie walks past me and Moony talking to le M Crew)
Blondie: … so he looked like my cousin and talked like my cousin. He practically WAS my cousin, except he wasn't.
(Outside planting stuff)
Li'l K: (comes up to JC with a water can and a threatening look on his face)
JC: AAAAAAAH! (takes off sprinting around the building)
Teacher: (Walks outside) Why is JC running away?
Dumblymort: He got scared.
Teacher: By who, Nero?
Me: WHY DO YOU AUTOMATICALLY ASSUME IT WAS ME?
Teacher: I'm going to turn the lights out so it'll be dark, okay?
(turns out lights)
Boy: I CAN'T SEE ANYTHING!
Me: NO SHIT, BRO!
In Social Studies:
(A/N: For the past week, JC has had a husky voice and it's super sexy. He's had it since he got the flu.)
Me: Hey JC, it's been a week, why is your voice still se-sounding weird?
JC: I dunno. It's gotten deeper or some shit.
Me: MAYBE YOUR BALLS ARE DROPPING.
JC: MAYBE THEY ARE. I CAN FEEL THEM DROPPING RIGHT NOW.
Potato: WHY DOES EVERYONE ALWAYS FEEL MY HAIR?
Me: OOOH! (starts feeling his hair)
Prongs: It's so soft!
Me: HEHEHE I'M MOLESTING YOUR HAIR
(drawing in Gwigger's book "642 things to draw")
Gwigger: That looks like a circle on legs.
Me: OMG THAT'D BE ADORABLE! I WANT ONE FOR A PET!
Gwigger: It'd be like walking, and then it'd just have to tuck its legs in and then it'd ROLL!
Me: OMG! *FANGIRL*
Gwigger: And it could chuck itself and be a FRISBEE!
On the bus:
Me: I've figured out Voldemort is a girl.
Me: See, that's why he tries to kill everyon! Because he's depressd that no one has figured out he's a girl!
Prongs: His name is TOM.
Me: Exactly! Even his parents didn't know! And neither did he, until he was a teenager, because he thought all penises looked like that, till he realised it was a VAGINA.
A/N: I'm insane, I know. Review?