Disorganisation

I am updating mainly for the benefit of purplerainbow, who is home to read this, as everyone else... is somewhere else.

I am bored. A whole three hours into my week, and I'm bored as hell, and have discovered I haven't done Physics, Biology, Classics, or anything else. I've forgotten my pencilcase, lost my French books and work experience forms, and I'm speechless at my own disorganisation while also feeling like I don't care in the slightest because in the greater and the lesser schemes of things, does all this stuff really matter in the slightest?

As the gentle reader no doubt has realised, I am too pissed off to vary my vocabulary.

Someone is playing the Distillers at top volume. This is the only good thing so far today, as it drowns out the inevitable thirds playing Beautiful and swaying to it as if they are having a trashy spiritual experience.
Talking of thirds, they and the two years above them were kept in assembly this morning to discuss the "despicable behaviour at their Valentine's disco. Anyone care to elaborate on this? I mean, the last time this happened, it was because some people had each taken a swig from a bottle of Smirnoff Ice, decided they didn't like it, and then confessed. Oh my God, the rebelliousness.

In other unrelated stuff... citizenship of my country seems to be on the up 'n' up. I am proud.

And now I think I have to go somewhere and drown my sorrows in water at room-temperature and slash fanfic.

Before I go... someone shoot Justin Timberlake. Please.