Monday, November 08, 2004

My mummy bought me back a watch from Australia as a sort of 7th Form Congrats You Dont Need To Go To School Any More Cause School Is Shitty present which was really nice of her. Who cares if it's branded Speedo. No, really. It's the thought that counts. And plus it tells the time.

And also hopefully it won't break like the myriad of watches I've wasted over the years. I have a habit of breaking watches, both actively (the one I threw on the ground on the upstairs commons which I feel really stupid about now) and inactively (the many which just fall apart when I sit there)

HRM

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