Exams, girlfriends parents, girls who are just Friends, and absolutely no Alcholhol whatsoever

Ah. How I do hate Exams.
Actually, I'm lying. What i actually Hate, is the hype that goes with the exams. I just can't see what all the fuss is about. I don't see why they're such a cause for absolute panic. Theyre just normal work, but you dont have your books.
That said, for me alot rested on these exams. My results will decree wether or not I am to be released from absolute house arrest, and will be enabled to see my friends. I am under house arrest and am not allowed to see friends for many reasons.
1) Father.
Actually, all of them come under "his nibbs".
2)School
A report deemed "not good enough" by his nibbs.
3) Me
An attidude deemed "too selfish" by his nibbs.
4)Girlfried
Time spent with her deemed "too much" by his nibbs.
5) Basicly im an all round git. Many other hienous crimes. I wont go into them, but trust me, Hienous they were.
I will be the first to say I ballsed up last term. Well. I ballsed up my joint (with English) best subject history. I just found the topics so...uninteresting. Yes, I'm sure they have a massive impact+ relevance to todays world, but i C.B.A to care. Anyway. I didn't do as well as i should have done. Boo me. My fault I'm thick, end of.
I have been selfish. I know. I'm sorry. Im a git. My bad. End of.
Girlfriend....Ah. Wir haben das Problem...
Yeah I know. Im thirteen (resisting urge to say: "14 in 5 days so HA!). I know that as a 13 (going on 14) year old, I'm not meant to be in Love (ahhh! Scary word!). But I am. So there. What the hell can I do?
This brings us to the second element of the title of this post. Her parents...I have a vague feeling that her mum is fairly savvy and thinks im not the worst boy she could have in the world (not the best mind)...Her dad?
Well...Let's not go there. (However while round her house i did watch a rugby match with him. It was Wales vs. someone. He knows I'm half Welsh. Much micky taking ensued.)
This is where it gets complicated.
After I got a talk about spending too much time with her. (I have been on a grand total of 2 dates with her in the last Year and a Half. Yes, i see her at school but that's not the same is it? I've been to her house, and the forest around Loughton with her 3 times. Oh yeah. I know. Thats practically eons of time (!)). My dad phones her mum. She got a talk.
This is while I'm in Wales under the pretence of being there for Grandmothers birthday Reality: Kicked outta house for being a git and being more of a git. Ho hum.
Girlfriend in tears is never great. But when you know it's your fault, and that you could've fixed it, and now your so deep in the cacky you cant do jack shit about your mess.
im an arse. period.
Now, after finally sorting out my mess before i kicked this new one up, I was just seeing her on a normal-ish basis, and now i can't. Boo me.
Her mum now probably no longer approves of me at all. Ho hum...God i messed up...
These are the times when i turn to my sister.
She's not my sister. Shes black (not that thats the most important difference, but i'm white so it kinda proves that we arent real siblings). But i love her like a sister.
Mainly i came up with the sister idea because for a long time we were good friends, and she fancied me. While i was with current gf. Eep. i figured the idea that fancying me was incest would be a big turn-off. Big success.
Anyway. We're really close, and she's pretty decent mates with GF, so is verry good for relationship advice and/or reassurance. Go her.
I call her Coco. ITS NOT COS SHES BLACK!!! Its cos her name is CHLOE. SO THERE!
And now the last part of The Title.
I went to another close friend-who-is-a-girls (who apparently used to fancy me too...odd that...) party. Actually it was her dads 50th.
There was alcolhol. And of course me and my Neglected-Best-Mate (Rhys, male), didn't have any. At all. We did not have Champagne. We did not have Pints of Lager. I did not have a Guiness.
Curiously, this morning i did have a mild headache and dodgy tummy...i'm certain it's not connected to my not drinking any drink...I am sure that my not drinking any drink is connected to a drunken text sent to GF that was totally forgotten about by me until half way through the day. Groveling apology sent. Curiously, fogiveness text not yet received...Uh-Oh... My, how I do Love mondays at the Best of times too!

Viva Italia (?)

Yet another interesting school trip under my belt. And by interesting i do actually mean interesting, not interesting. It was all in all a cool trip.
It was a 'Classics' trip (latin and romans, and such.), but anything with a subject in front of it as a trip for the school in the lower years where you don't wear uniform is just a holiday. Period.
We went to italy, to stay in the town of Sorrento. It was a very pleasent place, but as ever with these school trips (I'm talking about this one and my one other previous school skiing trip) it was more about the people we were staying with, ie our Mates.
Yes, yes, the Museum at Naples was Class, the ruins at Pompeii were awesome, as was Herculaneum, Paestum was cool, but all this stuff was just that, stuff. It's always really interesting, enojoyable, and occasionally shocking to see all the people you think you know taken out of thier element, wether that be school ot thier house (the usual enviroments you'd see them in.) and chucked into this new situation, with people they thought they knew too. Hee hee.