Oh god. Oh god. Oh god.
I swear I am going crazy. Something must have happened to cause me to lapse into moments of pyscho moods. Seriously tonight, for example, I am staying up late in order to complete the last of my homework. How is that possible? HOW IS IT HUMANLY POSSIBLE?
I am not the sort of girl to do her homework ever. I am definitely, with no doubt about it, the sort of girl to stay up late just so I can please a few teachers. Who cares about the teachers? They suck anyway. I dont like them and I know quite a few who agree with me. Yet here I am. Sunday night finishing up homework.
So, you are probably thinking. One night of homework completing. Who cares? It is only one night afterall.
But trust me. It gets worse.
Friday nights. They are my nights to let loose and party. Yet for some reason last Friday night I did not. Oh no. Instead I did something truly remarkable for someone like myself. I called up Sugar and invited her over to my parents' dinner party. Then I dressed in a red dress and did myself up. Boy did my parents get a shock and same goes for Sugar.
Saturday I woke up early. For some reason I had this huge urge to go through my school things. Sugar was there and she helped me understand all the things I hadnt been paying attention to in class. Together we got the previous weeks worth of homework done. For some reason I felt this huge warmth of pride well up inside of me. The idea of being up to date felt wonderful.
I think Sugar loved it too.
Today I did the first week of work.
So now I am up to date in everything. *sighs and then laughs* I ight even give some teachers heart attacks tomorrow. I know loads of people will be getting huge shocks at my effort.
Anyway mother is kicking me off to bed.



Love Chocolate


ps: I drank not a drop of alcohol all weekend!