Triple History and Chutney...

Ooh hello there! You're looking lovely today :)
I don't really know how you look, but take a compliment! Sheesh.

So basically the majority of my day has been taken up by "Cold War, Soviet Union, Communists, Nuclear weapons, Stalin, Vietnam War blah blah blah..."
Such is the joy of three hours of history.
On the bright side, I could tell you all the Republics that made up the Soviet Union. My life is now complete. In a moment of good spirits Blythy showed us the funniest video you will ever see that has a Russian in it! (Well, they're not especially known for their good humour.)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oOaGgY2yUHw
This is a genuine video and these guys are the hard nuts of the Russian Armed Forces. Seriously.
Sudden urge to become a Russian Paratrooper now.

I was running lines with Katie Roskkkk, bless her heart, at break today for her Drama performance. It involved a lot of chutney. Asking for chutney, searching for chutney and even listing different types of chutney for three pounds a week or something. I don't even like chutney and it really put me off my fruity fruity fruit string. Becky Hannnn let Katie borrow her hat from her dressing up box for Drama. It looks like a dead bird was dipped in blue paint and stitched onto a hat with some lace. Fit. But Becky wants it back for tonight so she can wear it to the 'Hat Festival'. That is a made up thing. Do not try and go to your local Hat Festival.

I walked down the hill with Emilyyyyyy after I'd sung the 'Augustus Gloop' song from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory to her at lunch today. I think it was GRAPEly aPEACHiated. Mmmhmm. It turns out that some Ginger kid from Truro School has pretended to go out with her. Curse you, Ginger Guy! I will find GG wherever he/she/it (you can't be sure) may be.

My beautiful tri-coloured Collie Spot is sweetly slumbering next to me as I write this. My dear father is also having a snooze, but I wouldn't call it sweet as he as just woken himself up by a paticularly loud, rumbling snore. It's all nice and snuggly-buggly in here with the fire crackling away. In the fireplace, I mean. I'm not admiring my house being on fire. Toasty warm, mmmmmm... I could almost... Zzzzzzzz.

Kidding, I have science homework and piano practice to do. Later fellas.
Beth x