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Thanks Opussians for all your Supermegafoxyawesomehot entries. I had a lot of fun reading them, although selecting the top three nearly gave me a migrane 'cos they were all so good.
Punch a few noses Silly Smee And the bully boys will let you be.
I had the weirdest dream last night that I lost my laptop , which was say on top of a tree log in the middle of a riding field . There were many people surrounding the fields, as there were 3 of them.
Like my geography teacher, my biology teacher is equally insane.
Punch a few noses Silly Smee And the bully boys will let you be Those lines are part of a poem I always meant to write but never did, a ghost from my East End schooldays that I always...
I am now going to share with you everything that is writen on my school shirt: Goodbye Jodie Amy x Gunna miss you love xxx Sophie Bye Rob Lve you hunny bunny. Bye xxx Mollie xxx Luv you. Miss you.
Ok so it's my last day at school today. I am quite sad because my teacher has been amazing and I don't want to leave him. Here is a little piece of writing in honour of my outstanding teacher.
You've gone fat.. That makes me grin, You ask me why. Let me begin... By telling you when we were young The hurtful things you said, they stung. Everyone looked up to you, Miss Beautiful..
So the days of learning are gone. Thirteen years in counting. The best years of our lives are over, But there is no need for pouting. Sure we won't see each other everyday.
Putting the world to rights, on the way to school. Taking all the shortcuts, because we're so cool. Doing maths homework, the lesson that it's due. Travelling in crowds, even to the loo.
Well, it's been a long and tiring 5 years at Wingfield. But it's over, it's done, and now it is time to actually say goodbye.
I look around our little bus, My Mecca over the years But all of you slipped through my grasp As I tried to hold just one near.
When I was at school we had a strange disciplinary system. It worked on an allocation of what they called praises and warnings.
2 years we've all spent together, Through the good and the bad. We've cried. We've laughed. We've inspired one another. To be the best that we can be. How will I find other friends like you.