GUVENATOR

I really, really want some chocolate.

But I just don’t want to open this packaging. 

Some may say that mounting the Union Flag in your front garden is taking patriotism too far. I disagree.

Just when you thought it couldn’t get any more patriotic in my room. 

And then came the Diamond Jubilee weekend. 

(There’s also the numerous Union Jack mugs that I own personally, several other flags, the bunting which I keep up permanently above my window, the Union Jack patches sewn on my curtains, the Union Jack foot stall, the Keep Calm and Carry On cushion, the Keep Calm and Carry On wall calendar, my British Empire (1905) map that I haven’t put up yet, the Keep Calm and carry On poster on my door etc. etc.) 

My politics teacher said that from reading my essays she could tell I do extra reading. 

Look at some of the extra reading I have collected this year. 

A bit of #Queen whilst revising outside. It could be worse. (Taken with instagram)

I was going to obnoxiously complain about how all of the glasses had disappeared from the cupboard and how everyone in this house is so annoying because they never put anything back where it should be…

And then I remembered that I had most of the glasses in my room because when I revise, drinks come upstairs but glasses don’t go downstairs. 

Shit I need to tidy. Look at that massive pile of school notes behind me… ugh 

In as non-gay a way as possible I’m going to go and moisturise my hands because all of this writing and revision and exam crap is making them ouchy and horrible and I don’t even feel weird about it because my doctor called me a ‘good looking metrosexual male’ the last time I had a check up, and if your doctor says its fine, then it’s fine.

#YOLO

I’m going in. I will get rid of the wasp.

If I die, just know that I love you…

I had a Government & Politics and an English Literature exam today, and it feels like my brain just got fingered by a cactus…