In year 8, I was off on the second to last day of the year
Prior to this, we'd been informed that we were to come in on the final day in school uniform. On the day I was off, the school changed their mind, and told everyone to come in casual clothes for the final day. No-one thought to tell me, meaning that I came in the next day in school uniform. The only fucker in the entire school in uniform.

It wasn't the most pleasant, so what did I do? Immediately blamed it all on my best mate at the time, as he should have told me. The reason why I feel as bad about this as I do is because he was rather bullied by the majority, and I was one of his only mates, and definitely his closest, and I told him he was fucking useless, etc. Oops.

Alt: Rather spicy butternut squash soup with noodles.
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Tue 21 Feb 2012, 11:58, Reply)