I'm Not Going As Will

So it's got to that point in your school career, as it does, that you've started applying to uni. You're sitting exams. And you're about to book that final farewell of a holiday.

So this morning's free periods were spent flicking through travel brochures, Googling different places, and working out where different, odd-placed names were. Thank God for the internet.

But we've sorta decided on a place, and it's beautiful. We want a 'quiet' week away, rather than a pound a pint night - pubs and clubs down the road, but a beach half a mile away. It's perfect for what we want.

But we're about to become the Inbetweeners. Come on, we're all an Inbetweener if you think about it. You've got the four of them that all relate to your friendship group, in some way. I'm Will - the posh boy who tries to lead everyone in the right direction, that could be the wrong one. Even my form tutor calls me Briefcase Wanker.

But I'm going on holiday to have fun, and enjoy the company of my best friends. I will definitely not be wearing a blazer to the pub.

However, I may shit myself in my exams.

http://gmoai.posterous.com/im-not-going-as-will email Taken from General Musings of an Idiot: http://gmoai.posterous.com