My original thoughts were justified.
I think I found the perfect, girl, that is all.
Then a giant iPad jumped up behind Orlando and joined in too! It was weird.
Just a sample of the graphics I’m dealing with here
Sat there, in class, 5 minutes to the end, some high and might teacher with what seems to be several God complexes rolled into one unfrightening yet gobby small woman prattling on about the intricacies of moral and ethical something or other. Preaching about what’s been written in some like-minded person’s egotistical self-titled book as if it were the bible. Head home on a bus journey, monotonously seeing the same scene twice a day, bus driver ominously staring, listening to some pretentious bitchy self-indulged judgemental middle aged ladies with middle age spread with what commonly seems to be some sort of velour upholstery coat in front of me. Some chavy, common tongued mongoloids talking to their phones several decibels louder than is actually necessary, in some Umbro tracksuit bottoms and a very luminous coat that probably dogs could see the actual colour of. (Hell, I never said I wasn’t judgmental either).
Go home, repeat the next day, do homework the weekend, repeat that week, fantastic.