Lilford Centre

Well were can I start. This school is for spaks. We all enjoy going as not much learning takes place. If you go a day without hearing Johnothen call somone a weapon or moan about how much pepsi max he is drinking you have not experianced anything. As for vickey the big boss who strides around school looking brighter than the everday sun in that orange dress which i have never seen change. Dirty. Well, when it comes to exlusions were can I start they hand them out like left right and centre. If you breath = exclusion, talk = exclusion. And it gets worse from there. We are no longer able to take hot drink into the classrooms as one fellow pupil decided to wear his cup of tea instead of drinking it shouting it was an acident when we all know really he poured it on himself to get out of class. The best occassion was the mug balancing act on the fire exit door handle again expreimented by the same pupil this ended up with alot of tidying and one less mug to drink from. You could never go a day without having a laugh or seeing that one pupil who decides to mix white wine and cider the day before school and come into school hungover as fuck. He then decided to puke all over the bathroom toilet. 🤣 The school representation shows high standerds when vickeys boss came into school. Blasting the song “ I dont give a fuck about you” as he walked into the room. Well faces soon changed there.
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Lilford Centre School.

Lilford Centre = Shit and movable fucker. Jonathan = Funny, to bossy and having a good laugh. Mandy = Daft, funny, stupid.