Yeh. Like I said before, I'll tell you all about the social @ Guildford. You have to understand, my opinions are mine alone, and I will not impose them on anyone else, so Guildford boys, don't get a big ego =)

Right. Sunday morning came and went, and it was around 10 AM that I actually remembered that I had the Guildford thing on. Needless to say I panicked, because I couldn't actually swim that day [not because I couldn't, just because I had um... *ahem* other more personal reasons]. So I go and ask Mrs Adams, the old hag at the reception, if I can miss out on this, and she goes and gives me some bullshit about 'making commitments and sticking to them'. I was like "GIVE ME A BREAK! IT'S A FUCKING POOL PARTY AND IF I CAN'T FUCKING SWIM TODAY WHAT'S THE FUCKING POINT OF GOING?!" I was like, seriously desperate not to go coz I had English oral to prepare for and like, I couldn't swim that day, so I'd be wasting 5 hours of my life at Guildford. Unfortunately, all the 8s had to go no matter what so I tugged on my silver skinnies, a shirt and my skull shoes before trudging out the door. Some Year 9s came along to, and the ride to the school was fun, with everyone singing random songs and the passersby staring at us *teehee*... I forgot to mention one thing: Guildford's like, virtually in the middle of nowhere, way out near Swan Valley, so it took practically 2 hours to get there.

So we got to the school, and it looked a bit like a country estate in the rolling hills of Ireland; all brick and ivy.. very quaint. But some people *stares at 三吧* don't appreciate such beauty. She was like "OMG, this is like, the ugliest fucking school I've ever been to! Blah blah blah." Ok, it's not all about her today [phew!]... So we're driving past this bee-you-tee-full old chapel thing, and then TA-DAAH, there's the boarding house. At first we were all appalled by the state of the poor building.. it looked centuries old, and the pool was fucking small. Then we got closer and scoped up the guys... spending 5 hours there didn't seem so bad after all *hehehe* The first guy I noticed was this small-built Thai dude who was the unofficial DJ for the social. He played the weirdest songs... and he wasn't exactly eye candy. Then there was this other dude, who was like, his brother or something, and he was fucking tall!!! The genes got mucked up somewhere, aye? Anyway, he's not important. I was eyeing this guy with dark brown 'surfer' style hair. He had very chiselled features, like... wow! I could spent a whole night dreaming about him, and 三吧 did too. His name is Alex, and he is a total dreamboat... Older guys always look better than those in your year... Oh whatever, I can't be bothered posting anymore -)

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Another confession @ 6:34 pm