There was always a bizarre moment when Ben & Jerry’s ice cream tubs appeared on the counter. I don’t know, people in some sort of mild rush, to get their preferred flavour. It’s not so much like that now, but I’m still embarrassingly keen to get Chocolate Fudge Brownie. Then after making an absolute mess – multiple spoons in tubs – this sometimes happens:
My friends playing their correct instruments at their best.
I bought a new diary – isn’t it pretty and spacious. It was only £4.75 as well. I’m not willing to spend so much on a Moleskine again.
I’ve heard some people say that at my school, we are posh, stuck up, etc. We don’t do anything other than music, blahblah. We are wealthy enough to come here. I can assure them that we are not like that. And the next time I hear someone say it, I will be very very nasty.