Every year, on the 6th of March school halls are filled with students dressed in a variety of costumes.
But can you really call them costumes? Half of the girls simply turn up in their pyjamas having not bothered to brush their hair stating “what? Its the sleepover club”
This year our house went as a cook book, every girl was an item of food. And I? I was an ice cream. It was awful.
We were going to go as our housemasters ‘minions’ from Despicable Me but…
thats not a book.
Oh well there’s always next year…
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