A Friday that went unusually well

The Secret Diary of Annie E

The first Friday in the history of Fridays to go down well. Early
morning. Whoever invented alarm clocks is sure going to get a pounding,
unless they are dead already. Alarm clock went mad and woke me up at
THREE in the morning. And how was I supposed to get back to sleep? I
woke up again with my head of the side of the bed, the covers off, my
feet in the air, and more importantly - with my mother (not so darling)
giggling away. She should be nicknamed 'The Giggling Mother From Hell'.
When she's good, she's god, when she's bad, I get stressed. Played Hot
Chocolate with boyz coz I had the boredom thing going on. Won. Beat
that. We had no Math which I would have gladly paraded around the
school chering about, but it was Drama so I decided to ace that
instead. Mission accomplished. For mastering a really boring English
lesson, our teacher decided that we should include connectives in funny
sentences. A boy called Ashley Wright said that I picked my nose. I
felt really annoyed and embarassed as he read it out to the class, so I
got him back with his hair cut. The hairdresser slipped, and now
darling Ash has a tramline. Sman, sman. He looked really hurt. I
felt guilty. I haven't ever felt guilty like that before. Decided to
make it up to him. He seemed great after that. Confinded to me that his
mum and dad got divorced a month ago. Poor Ash! Ash asked me out later.
Of course I obliged. One problemo, which friends think is hilarious.
How do you snog? I don't get it. Do you lick your lips, do tognue, move
lips, keep lips still...a mystery to me. Went home on that blissfull
note that Ash Wright (who is wonderfully right for me) is going out
with me. I tried to forget about the slight snag. Tomorrow is my
birthday bash, which I am gonna love, I know. My friends, who have all
known me yonks, had better have got me a heavenly present. But, I shall
have to wait...