Lying Through Your Teeth.

Today was eventful. But lets start with yesterday. Hannah has become even more of a lying sod. I cant believe she actually expects us all to believe the crap she comes out with. She's always boasting about her Ronaldo encounters, about when he says "Oh hi Hannah" as those typical celebrities do to an obsessive stalker 14 year old. Today, she was telling me and Siobhan how she can see ghosts. She said that an old man appeared at the end of her bed the other night. This 'ghost' happened to be the same one she saw when she was 4 years old. Bollocks. Its her birthday next week, and shes invited me and the crew to her party. However, she said there's a dress code of dresses or skirts. The reason for this being that apparently Siobhan had said to her that she wanted to be more feminine but didn't want to be the only one at her party wearing a dress. This had been told to Louise who told me and Siobhan, Siobhan said it was a complete lie. The way things are going at the moment, I think I'd believe Siobhan over Hannah. Plus, Siobhan would never say that.

Its pathetic what that girl will do for attention or whatever it is shes doing it for.

Moving on, today was quite interesting, well, in comparison to most days it was. During I.T we had to do a questionnaire about ourselves. Whether we smoke, drink alcohol or do drugs, how happy we are etc. That kind of silly government nonsense. At 1pm I had a Maths exam. I was told by Ian that this counted for 30% of our overall GCSE grade. I'm not sure I believe that. I think my teacher would have mentioned that to us if it was true. Although, she is a dipstick so I wouldn't be surprised if it had slipped her mind. The exam went fine. I think the revision me, Bevan, Ian & Catherine devilishly did during Music was a good idea and helped a lot. Dedicating the whole of yesterdays evening to revision was also a contributing factor to my success.

My Dad thought my Mum was wanting a divorce when he saw a sheet of paper with information about UK divorce on the kitchen table. He didn't realise it was my R.E homework. When my Mum explained it was mine, my Dad then assumed that I was wanting them to get a divorce. That's just silly.