Mr Johnson = Hardcore Partier

It seems another fantastic week of school ( not ) and the homework has already fallen ontop of me quicker than a cowboy builders loft conversion. Mwenda is really pushing me with maths coursework, damn bitch making us redo ours from last year! One of these days i'm going to set fire to her hair and hit her head repeatidly with my cricket bat, decapitating her and than drop kicking her head through Rugby posts for 3 points.

Double DT with Currigan tommorow, should be interesting to see what the bungling loner does this week, he loves walking into chairs and dropping expensive equipment, the magical life of Mr Currigan.

Some kid keeps asking me to sing Boheamian Rapsody to him, im not a juke box! I should be hired out for peoples partys.

One more thing before i go, the RE building now has an OFFICAL name, thats right you heard me. Its now called the Margaret Clithrowe Building I'd have preferced "NEC RE Building". Those crazy wiseman people cease to amaze me.
Heres a special message to all you leprechauns and dwarfs out there - keep rocking.