5.03pm I am weird today. Insecure/lonely/paranoid. It doesn't bode well for a happy evening. I want to watch Green Wing, but the DVDs haven't arrived yet. Mainly because they had to send the order back. Just because I am stupid and fail to specify what I actually want when I ordered it. Some people just ask for too much. Year sevens shouldn't call me ugly. They make me upset. Losers. Just because they haven't exactly been blessed with tact, doesn't mean they have to judge everyone as we're getting on the bus. "Ugly, ugly, ugly, pretty, boy..." I don't know where I'm going with this. The Rainforest Café was quite fun. We had to wait a long time, but it was eventually alright. Bearing in mind I was ambushed by six eight-year-olds who seem to have a particular attraction to teenagers and spent the entire time trying to impress me. Apart from after dessert, when they all felt to sick to talk. Singing 'Shine Jesus shine' was one of my highlights. We made a nice chorus. Rachel and the small people sing...