First of all my Dad got really mad at me for something really stupid and had the biggest go at me and ugh I wish he’d just listen to me but he never does. I have done. Nothing. Wrong. Nothing worth nearly crashing the flippin’ car over anyway. He’s such a drama queen he just needs to chill. :|
Then… my team came second in a Chemistry Analyst competition, which I didn’t see coming in a million years because half the time we had no idea what we were doing. Lmao. It was the funniest thing ever and when our names were called at the awards ceremony we literally couldn’t stop laughing and were in hysterics as we collected our prizes. Must have looked absolutely ridiculous but it was just hilarious, and on top of that, the prize was a £20 book voucher which is brilliant. :)
But finally. To set the mood for the end of the day. My phone got trapped inside a bendy chair and got bent in half. What the actual hell. So now I have no phone. Fan-bloody-tastic. I’m now home and my dad’s mad at me and I have no phone and I am in a rubbish mood and I have so much work to do this weekend. 6th form life sucks.