Hey. Hey.

Greetings

In tutor again avec The Team.
Jack has arranged a song for us to sing.

It goes:

"You are the love of my life

I wish that you would be my wife

says Rob."

So there we go. Just to update you on the rob's-wardrobe's-situation... he has traded clothes with a hufflepuffite and is wearing purple. I assume it is due to seeing a fellow griffindor fan in town yesterday wearing the exact same griffindor hoody. What are the chances?!

Paid for my UCAS the other day. Only to find that there is a mistake. Gutted. need to hunt down Bev Hunt (see what I did there) and tell her to give it back so I can amend it. Stupid BTEC codes.

I said to The Gang (different to The Team) when we were in maccars that "I want a boyfriend. help."

Sol said "hey."
I said "hey."
Sol said "That was my move. Did you see?"

Truth is, I don't actually want a boyfriend. I mean, I do, who doesn't, but I think it's time for me to just be me. With the big G. Not Georgia, but she can come along too.

Jack just said "hey."
I said "Hey"
Jack said "I think I'm in there, Rob."


I think that concludes today's rambles. Like in the forest with Georgia Nicholson. Except it's Jazz that goes for rambles in the forest with tom and finds cuckoo spit. yum?

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