Death Corner

I'm endeavouring to write one blog everyday, full of crap, my English teacher, shall be proud. Now that I have said this I probably won't. I write them in a book that says in the front make each day your masterpiece so that's what I am going to do.
I went to "coffee" with Cassandra wee today man I feel so old and mature today expect the fact we hade ice-cream not coffee.

Today I observered that when ever the token alright looking teacher. I can't say "hot" because people would kill me, me included. Is on duty he is always surrounded by at least four year 6 girls.

As I was walking to school today I was listening to my "purchased" playlist. The problem with this is I am going through an acoustic stage, which sadly isn't very good walking music, not enough beat.

I was a bit more tired this morning when I arrived at school. I was puzzled why, then I looked at the time and realised I had done my normal 15 minute walk in just 14!

I was almost taken out at what I have nicknamed death corner, No it's not willow dr which I noticed today is not sign posted. I call it death corner because I have all most lost my own life and that of my mothers by speeding cars that appear out of no where!

Last night father was doing his favourite past time, watching the new where they reported petrol prices where on the rise. We both had a little party not because we are evil petrol station owners but because we aren't jailed by that little gremlin.

Each day the lollypop man looks at me longingly as if to say "please give me something t do" but instead I just smile. I have been tempted to tell him to go down to death corner, but he looks to nice to die on the job.

I was sick of wishing I could play the guitar so once again I am teaching myself. One day I'll do the same with surfing.

Love KT- lucky to be here.