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» School fights

yum..
not really a fight but i remember having to sit on the naughty chair when i was in nursery for biting a boys ear

that will teach him for trying to kiss me

bastard
(Fri 10th Mar 2006, 12:15, More)

» Your Weirdest Teacher

don't be fooled!! 11 year olds are more clever than u think!
we'd know for ages that the head of our primary school was having it off with the deputy head.

the best bit was when they took about 30 eleven year olds to yorkshire for a week...

one morning were ended up waiting in the lounge of the hotel for 20mins for both of them to come downstair so we could go out for the day.

rest of the teachers looking vvvv embarressed and awkward, and us lot desperatly trying not to giggle

she (deputy head)then came running down the stairs. lipstick everywhere, hair everywhere, red face, sweating... u get the picture.

then he came downstair with the biggest, smuggest grin on his face ever.

boy, that was the best trip ever.

and we wondered why we were never allowed to knock on his office door at lunch time.... dirty man. she was married as well
(Wed 9th Nov 2005, 15:30, More)

» Accidentally Erotic

mmmmmm....
i was only little, but the guys who did work experience at my primary school. *sighs* they were all so fit!

getting them to hold my hand at break times and lunchtimes was easy

it was the hugs from them that were the hardest to get (no pun intended....i am a girl)


also having to stand next to people on the bus. i don't know if its the vibtrations or being so close to them tends to get me rather *ahem* flustered
(Mon 6th Feb 2006, 13:48, More)

» My first love

first bf..... wanker
went on a camp a few years ago and fell head over heels for the hottest guy on camp. dark, tall, handsome and as fit as a...well he was just really drop dead gorgeous. me being the oblivious one, didn't pick up any of the signals he was apparently throwing at me, so i just carried on, thinking that there was no way such an amazingly hot guy would ever like me.

camp finished and i thought i would never see him again as he's romanian and wasn't planning to move to the uk anytime soon. but no, fate has other plans and we accidently meet at the local flower show/fireworks thing we have every summer in our town. we got talking etc etc and well by the end of the night we were snogging on the steps of the cathedral. he then leaves the next day, taking my heart all the way to romania with him. (...bastard)

yeah we keep in touch over that next year. emails, phone calls, letters u get the picture. everything was so fine, tho time after time he'd say he was coming over to visit me and something would happen...passport problems, he broke his foot...blah blah blah

may, the next year, he then told me he was in the middle of the equivellant to A-levels so he wouldn't be able to keep in quite so much contact as normal. this i thought was fine so i wasn't worried when he hadn't replied to any of my emails or txts for over a month. about this time i had a friend who was in romania at the time visiting his family etc. she came back and told me that the bastard hadn't been doing any exams, he'd been out everynight at clubs and partys etc and she'd also found a condom in his wallet. i promtly phoned up the twat and asked him what the hell was going on. apparently he'd cheated on my with loads of other girls- tho in his defense he was drunk everytime....

so i finished it with him etc etc... but this was all back in may a few years ago. i later found out that he had been seeing another girl since that first september and is still going out with her... and he's always sending emails telling me how much he misses me and loves me. asshole. lets just hope he's reading this and realises he needs to get a life!!


apologies for length... but i needed to clear my throat and get that one off my heaving busom
(Fri 21st Oct 2005, 14:42, More)

» Essential Items

deep down in the depths of my pocket.....
i carry a knife to stick the bastard!! mwahahahahaha........


and maybe a tissue to wipe off any excess blood, hair, spunk.......u get the picture
(Sun 30th Oct 2005, 23:52, More)
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