What lemons?

You know what?

It was actually really, really good :)

The atmosphere on the first day couldn't have been more different to that of my disastrous first day at my old school. Maybe because it's not a private school, maybe because the people are just different, or maybe because I'm less brickwall-esq than I was two years ago, but there was minimal awkward idiocy that's always been so characteristic of me. I was able to open my mouth and form comprehensible words and, even better, no one's had me done for harassment yet! How cool? 

English lang was good. The teacher's awesome. She's one of these people who, you can tell, is really passionate about their subject - and not so ready with soul-crushing one-liners like "you're all going to fail and it will not be my fault", like the old one. I got talking with someone remarkably similar to me, in preferred writing styles and hopes for where it'll take us. I think that's great - there's totally not enough people wanting to write nowadays.

And something else - I've just discovered that the word "singsonging" exists. How bloody cool?

Quote of the day: Homer: Wow, your paintings have brushmarks! And your statues have wieners!

Fat Tony: Your words honour my family. [The Simpsons]