I asked my dad what's going on and he answered 'I don't know' to every single question I asked. And then he told me to go away. Fiiiiine. So I have no idea what's going on.
Kaya; I came back after walking the dog, looked at my phone and I had five texts; four from Jenny [I think she might have been a bit bored] and one from you; and next time I see you I'm going to scream at you for getting that song stuck in my head. ¬_¬
[P.S. I can't come round yours 'till seven or eightish tomorrow because I'm going to watch Colchester play. (Y)]
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