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I'm cold, in case you didn't get that from the title.
Currently I'm wearing thermal leggings, thermal top, scarf, gloves and the rest of my uniform and I'm still cold. Why is this I hear you ask. Well because our Bursar He Who Controls The Purse Strings refuses to turn the heating on. So the only room in our entire house that is moderatly warm is the computor room, so obviously I'm spending more time on teh computor than i would if all the other rooms wern't like the proverbial freazer.
Cold is bad for my social life.
It is three weeks into the term and I still can't believe that this is my last year. I man I swear I'm still fifteen, or maybe five....
Anyway, school is weird and fic is a coming.
Currently I'm wearing thermal leggings, thermal top, scarf, gloves and the rest of my uniform and I'm still cold. Why is this I hear you ask. Well because our Bursar He Who Controls The Purse Strings refuses to turn the heating on. So the only room in our entire house that is moderatly warm is the computor room, so obviously I'm spending more time on teh computor than i would if all the other rooms wern't like the proverbial freazer.
Cold is bad for my social life.
It is three weeks into the term and I still can't believe that this is my last year. I man I swear I'm still fifteen, or maybe five....
Anyway, school is weird and fic is a coming.
