So I went to the girls high open evening in a leather jacket, some turned up levi's and my worn out pair of DM's. What the hell gives them the right to stare at me with their nasty beady eyes? Witches.
None of it matters anyway because the sixth form there is awful. If you don't take my word for it then go there yourself. I'd like to be the one to tag it as being 'Cameron's college'. If he was a female - which I suspect he is due to his ridiculously high levels of hormones, he would've gone there. Seriously, they're more hooked on producing Oxbridge students than the boys grammar. Which to be far is quite surprising considering that the boys grammar actually looks like Hogwarts and is far more reknowned than the girls high.
Initially, when you think of an all girls school you think bitchiness and gossip. This is not a lie. To quote my best kept ethos - ALL RUMOURS ARE TRUE (I would like that on a T Shirt if poss). All the girls high want are a bunch of upperty tarts who opt to take engineering at Oxford. Fuck that. I'm a creative thanks.
In heinsight walking out of reception saying "I think I'd commit suicide if I came here" to my dad in the prescence of quite a few teachers and parents probably wasn't the best move. But what the hell, it's not like I'm going there, ever. Not even for one of those pointless bridge building thingys. So yeah bitches, scoff all you like.
I'm Rachel Lee and saying my name makes Chuck Bass run away to Prague to do hash.
Haha, I love having an attitude.
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