Forgive me if you think that I'm boasting...or perhaps criticizing myself.
You see, I've been the good girl for as long as I can remember.
I was, according to my Discipline Mistresses, a "righteous and responsible" prefect. Of course, that also meant that I was disliked by much of the student cohort, and slightly feared by the puny Primary Ones and Twos. Now I'm in Secondary One, and nobody is going to fear me...not when I'm one of the youngest in school.
I scorn those stupid, utterly revolting ankle socks and darn low belts. They suck. HATE THEM HATE THEM HATE THEM. Yep. I think they make you look sloppy and...plain weird.
Yeah. That's my rantings for today. Goodbye.
