Yes, that’s right I was first in all the 17 year olds competing at the annual swimming gala in Breaststroke… but I don’t remember winning. That’s what happens when you’re in a race with a 16 year old and a 15 year old, we all came first for our respective ages. Great! Everybody wins! I came second in the race btw, beaten by the 16 year old. =s

Today was rememberance sunday, we will remember them, or whatever, it’s all good, no war, just peace etc. Wore a poppy, reluctantly, my rebelious attitude failed in that respect. Then I tore out my electric guitar in the middle of the service, and everyone was devastated and people cried and the attending Brownies all cheered, no that’s unfortuantely not what happened, I don’t even have an electric guitar. Au revoir.

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