C'mon guys

Aww, guys, humour the ol' Ishmael. In many days, NO ONE has commented on my blog except Rose and Kat-not that there is anything wrong at all with their comments! Wellll I admit that my blogs aren't nearly as funny or random as Rooose's, but surely that's no excuse to leave it blank and empty. Poor thing. Anyway! Cor, I hardly ever get to see everyone nowadays! It kinda makes me miss year 11 and us all being in Langy's form. Aw, Langy. D'ya know, I found an old prospectus of Perkies, and there was a photo of a very young-looking Langy in it teaching a sixth form class just like our German one. Ah, German.

It has been the most random day today. I received another opportunity to give the legendary answer to a question: 'Because I'm deaf.' This time to some random journalist, poor guy. And I have never met a man with thicker eyebrows. It's hard to keep a straight face when you're being interviewed by a dude with more eyebrows than an ageing walrus! Much to the amusement of Aggen and Rose it was, too. And Franbean and Bethman, this is a very fun, cool blog. I can write rubbish! Hahahahahahahahahahahaahahahahahaha.

And what else... I have recently used clear quartz in my bath instead of bath crystals, much to more amusement of more people. I tell ye, it was like sitting in a warm stony sea bed. Grr. Anyway. And thank you Kat, for going through that rotten interview with me... without you I would have gone insane, although I feel awful for running away and leaving you alone with him and Mrs Creagh!!!!!!!!

Love ya all loads and loads forever...

Elena Bean(man)
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MAN, my last post was a conversation-stopper.

Thou art a tasty little bit of fish

Let us commence this post by screaming in a cacophonous matter.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHUYUDFHGJJJJJJJJJJJJ.

That's just swell. Now relax.

And now I shall cease writing this pile of bilge.
It is probably best for us all.

On the 18th day of January, my true love sent to me...

Well, ok, it was Marion actually, and she sent me an email! Woohoo! Yah, she's fine, and was wanting to know why I have been seduced by Cassie many times. (For those of u who don't know, 'tis her favourite Critical Thinking pastime.) So how's life, everybody? Blimey it's been so hectic, I barely get a chance to speak to you all! But that doesn't mean I don't love ye all to bits. I think Rose has recently volunteered me for government procedures due to my apparent love of wearing outrageous 80s-style clothing. As usual, I know not what for, but as long as I don't get any foul politicians chasing after me, that's ok!
Mr H has been in such a weird mood. All week. On monday at registration, he insisted on telling us some tale of a parrot exposing a man's girlfriend's love affair which he'd read in a newspaper and found very amusing. Then I caught a glimpse of him grinning manically at a wall. 'Huh', I thought to myself. 'That is SO a team ron thing to do.' Ok, an Elena thing to do!
Woo team Elena.
Go Teamron!
I LOVE your blog!