8.00
Mum said to me 'You've got an Orthodontist appointment at 11am today, so I'll come and pick you up from school at 10.20; Don't be late!'
'Yeah. OK. Whatever.' I say back. Just to let you know, I'm a zombie before 10am, so don't try and talk to me and don't expect me to take in anything of what you say, OK?
I worked out in my head that at 10.20 I would be having break, so I wouldn't need to come out of any lessons (or so I thought).
9.30
I was sitting in Biology shoving pieces of paper down my throat. You're probably thinking "Is this kid Bulimic?". No. It was perfectly safe. We were trying to find out where the different receptor cells were on our tongues e.g. on which part of our tongue can we taste bitter things? Blah. Blah. Blah. We had to use coffee to try and test for bitter. By the way, I HATE COFFEE. *bleugh*
10.40
French. Seeing as earlier in the morning I worked out that at 10.20am I would be at break, I hadn't given a second thought to my Orthodontist appointment. A boy knocked on the door and asked if he could see me. He walked me through the corridors and I asked him what he wants.
'You're Mum's been waiting in Reception for ages. Are you late for an appointment or something?' he told me. Crap. *queue running down the corridors. When I say running, I mean walking slightly faster*
10.45
After running (actual running this time) to get into the car, Mum asked the obvious questions. I wasn't really listening, I was trying to work out how I totally messed up with the time. This now meant we had only 15 minutes to make the 30 minutes journey into Swansea. Doesn't take a mathematician to work out that we weren't going to get there in time.
11.00
Still in the car. The 'Tour of Britain' was going on. This meant, that all the roads were shut and we were stuck.
11.10
Still in the car. Managed to divert away from the traffic, but it meant that we had to go a longer way. Stupid bikes.
11.20
Still in the car, but not too far away. My favourite song came on Radio 1: 'Enter The Ninja'. It's not really my favourite song. I actually hate it. Let's just say I love to hate it? I made Mum sit through it and I sang along to 'I, I, I. I am your butterfly ....' (that really annoying and catchy bit)
11.28
We FINALLY arrived at the Orthodontist. Too bad all the parking spaces had been cordoned off because of the
11.50
Left the Orthodontist. (Nothing new for me, Oliver got his teeth molded and had an X-Ray ready to have his braces made, just in case you wanted to know.)
12.00
We went to Toys R Us (YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES!). I was meant to be looking for toys to buy for Ben's birthday, but I used the opportunity to, basically, act like I was 4. I remember when I actually was 4, I had a Baby Born. I took it in the bath with me one night and when it came out, it wouldn't stop weeing. Thinking about it, I don't think it ever stopped ...
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Mum said that we had to leave. I cried.
12.10
Seeing as I was going to miss lunch back at school, I had zero choice but to eat in McDonalds. Shame. I had to settle with a light bite: a large Big Mac meal. Talking of food, I fancy a brownie *takes a break from Blog writing, and devours 5843958309g of chocolate*.
13.05
Feeling slightly sick after my "snack", I glumly returned back to school. 'How was your McDonalds Meg?' 'How was Maccy Ds?' Had I really bragged to EVERYONE that I would be having lunch there? Yes ... yes I had.
13.06
I was told that our 'Fun Run' was cancelled because of the ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuubbish weather. What a surprise! I have to keep my fancy dress costume in school now until the weather is good enough. (Which means it will be there forever.)
17.00
I started to write this blog, whilst being on MSN, Twitter, Facebook, listening to music ....
I'm a girl, I can multitask!
19.10
I got ready for 'Zumba', and finished off my blog.
I hope none of my Teachers read this. The note in my diary was for me to have my teeth checked, not to go shopping and fill myself up with fat. Well, until next time ...
