Bang!

I know big words like neo-classical, circumlocutive and syntax now.  Litlang is for the win, even if everyone says it's the less cool subject.  Everyone is wrong, and I am right.  I should know, I took Litlang.

My life continues to be filled with the good things.  One of them is that I just this very now moment stumbled accross a nifty gadget that tells me that six people visited my page in one day.  Six people!  Keep it up guys, I think I actually am as cool as I am ever going to be.  On top of this, Mr. Brock is teaching Japanese at lunch on tuesdays for sixthformers, which means that A. I get to have sixth form priveleges. B. I get to hang out with Mr. Brock (literally, being taught by this man is like hanging out with an ubernerd) and C. I get to say 'Brock Sesei!'

I have just this now decided I would like to have a really cool dressing gown and smoke a cigar whilst wearing it.  Which reminds me, I was searched by a sniffer dog today, which was pretty cool, especially considering I didn't have any drugs or anything, and it was just a demonstration.  Drugs are bad.

At the moment, I hate David Glover.  I might make one of those hostile annoying status updates about how much I despise him, but do it without saying his name.  Maybe just be like:  'I'm really annnoyed at some people who I hate at the moment  >:('.  Basically, I hate him (passionately) because Kiera Mackervoy made me a colleage bracelet in science, on the grounds that we aren't friends.  Then she made David Glover one!  She insists that we are both the same greatness as colleages, and so I hate David Glover.  Dave says that his bracelet hates my bracelet, but I know I hate him.  We also invented the least manly fighting game ever:
Bracelet Wars!

The game involves strapping random stuff to your bracelet and insisting that it's some kind of weapon, then beating the other person's bracelet to death. 

Sorry to keep pretending like this is exciting, but I went to a party the other day, and being the naive Dave that I am, it was pretty much my first experience of those badman people drinking parties.  I was thinking like I'd be really awkwarded out, and although it wasn't hugely cool seeing loads of cool people getting drunk, nobody was sober enough to remember how good nibbles were, and there were a lot of nibbles.  They had those choclate creamy ones, plus the best thing ever - a nacho which is in a pouch, and the dip is already inside the nacho.  And also there was dancing, which was cool.  What is not cool, is people who are like 'I'll dance when I'm drunk!'  At that point they are already zero cool, but then negative cool is when they get drunk and don't even dance.  It's like: 'What are you here for?  Go home and get drunk by yourself, or go to some party which has no music, and is just drunk people being shy.'  Plus, on a more sombre note, I had some interesting conversations with some people I knew, and learnt a lot about partying, being careful when doing it, and judging people.  Which is so nice, it's hunky dory.  Anways, too much of even my voice (so to speak (so to speak ( Yay! [Insert infinite so to speak loop here.]) can get annoying, so this is David Lovell signing off.

P.S Six hits!
P.P.S  I think that the gizmo we got for orphans (scroll right to the bottom) is actually just to make us feel bad about that we still haven't gotten any hours of information for orphans yet.  I'm pretty sure it's a guilt trip, and isn't actually programmed to move.