I am coughing all the time, my eyes water, I sniff and sneeze, nothing tastes nice and - worst of all - I sound like a gay middle aged man. Even though it is blatently obvious I can’t talk properly or for longer than 30 seconds before having a fit I keep on being picked to read out passages in German.

It’s extremely annoying and I’m finding it difficult not to swear.

It’s Chris’s fault!

Sixth form is going okay, hated it a bit at first but it’s alright now and I’ve been in a good mood 4 days running.

And I cba writing anything else now because Scott is watching me type…the peado.

And on that note, I have nothing to rant about today!!!! Amazing really. I could moan about getting on the wrong bus this afternoon and Amy’s dog nipping me - but both times were my/everyone’s own fault.

So yeah, sixth form is good - seems quite weird without a uniform but it’s so much more comfortable. On Friday were all toddling off to a forest in anoraks and boots to take part in team building exercises on assult courses. An ex-sixth former told me you have to get everybody over a big wall…I hope it’s not flat because otherwise I’ll have no chance. I hope there is someone strong in my group since I’m so bloody weak.

The only energetic physical thing I can do is wriggle like mad. It’s my means of defence if I ever get beaten up and mugged/raped. I know it works…since I’ve ended up kicking people in the head doing it, but it’ll be no help when climbing an 8 foot wall.

Saying all that - I’m really looking forward to it though :D I think it’s gonna be funny.