Ahh, I got a letter from Keir AND a letter from my dad AAAND a pair of PJ's in the post today. Amazing. Sadly Primark's sizing templates dictate that a girl who might wear size 14-16 pj's will undoubtedly have a belly like a beach ball and an arse like a pancake. And no, I wasnt wearing them back to front. Unless Primark stitched the label to the wrong side. Which is wholly possible.
In other news, we have SNOW. Not a great deal of it mind you, and although I want nothing more than to go and frolic in it, there IS a school at the end of my street and I don't want to be pelted to death by all the snotty 13 year olds who hate me because I wont buy them fags.
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