DEATH FROM ABOVE 1979.

This is why Zane Lowe's intuition is good.

Today my costume arrived. It's rather amazing if I may say so myself. The material is slightly different to what I imagined and the hat is practically impossible to fix into my hair. But hey ho, I'm hopefully buying a wig tomorrow to eradicate this dilemma, and when it gets too tight around my neck on Saturday I'll just simply transfer it to my wrist.

I heard in passing that my Grammar interview is supposedly going to be next Thursday. Apparently the reason for the slight delay was due to the fact that over 300 people have applied for around 30 places. If my maths serves me justice, I believe that there's literally a 1 in 10 chance in me getting in. And considering that I have never entertained lady luck, ever, I think I can bargain on beginning my college life on the top of North Hill. Boo hoo, that place makes me feel like I'm an insignifant pea in a giant pod of normality that goes with being at a comprehensive...

I'm gonna put this to one side though. To be honest I'm just oh so glad that those tiresome science exams are over and now I have a party to look forward to!