Sorting out my head
Still in my pyjamas
It's 1.07pm on Saturday the 1st of September 2001 and I
am still in my pyjamas.
September is a bad month. It's the month I dread all year.
I hate it because it represents bad things. End of summer,
back 2 school, nothing 2 look 4ward 2 untill Christmas
which is months away. I hate it especially because I start
the school of horror on Wednesday.
People say school is meant 2 be a place of learning but I
think its a place of torture. I wish it had never been