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30/11/2006 ~ <3Evening. First off, Happy Birthday Nicole. She is
16 today... Oooh... Hope you had a great day!
Second off, I half slept in, half was ill this
morning. I woke up and was sick, so decided to go back to bed for half an hour
and still be on time for school, so I did so, and slept 'til 10. Oops! I had to
go in though, I can't not see Nicole on her birthday. :) But I
not-so-unfortunetly missed English and most of chemistry which I'm quite happy
about.
Biology was alright, and then my weather rant. Why
in God's name do we have gale force winds and bloody hailstones? It's freezing,
hair-destroying and just downright unacceptable. Hmph! I'm not happy.
Double maths, well that was good, we got a lot of
work done, and were also very hyper which although sounds an unlikely
combination, it's good.
Thank God it's Friday tomorrow. I'm gonig to the
gym, looking forward to that :) 29/11/2006 QuietToday was really not bad. There's quite a lot of
people doing things for Charities Night, like sponsored silences and stuff. So
it was pretty quiet for once. Maths was alright, apart from Nicole's
laxatives. I'm not sure if I'm allowed to repeat that story or not. So I shall
leave you in suspense. I got my program finished in computing. I don't know
if this was a direct result of my computing chatter-buddy being silent or not.
But I'm chuffed.
I went home at lunch and avoided Woodwork. PD.
Whatever it's meant to be. "Personal Development", my person doesn't want to be
developed thankyou. So I went home, made cheesy pasta and watched the rest of
season one of Family Guy. And then I did some maths homework. That I'm not
entirely sure was formal homework or not.
My new year's resolution is to not say anything
nasty about anyone. I'm going to be nice and see things from other people's
perspective. I'm not going to jump to my own opinions or criticise other's
opinions. It's like a revelation. Hopefully if I'm nice, people will be nice
back, logical? I know that everyone is nasty to someone at some point in their
life but I'm going to try my hardest to quit it. Meet the new
Delilah.
I have also had a sudden rush of appreciation for
the few people who REALLY listen to me. Like who talk to me for hours, just
listening to what I have to say. I think you probably get bored of me and my
rants, but I appreciate it more than you know. Thankyou. And thankyou also to
the people who keep me positive. The people who will slap me when I come out
with something pessimistic, I like that y'know. :] 28/11/2006 Psycho KidsI have a rant. Yesterday, in double computing, Mr Q
decides that we're doing a practice assessment. And seeing as I've been ahead of
the class for quite some time, I have already almost completed this task. So to
be all "fair" and stuff, he makes me delete my beautiful program and start over!
I was actually outraged! I have basically wasted a good few hours of
programming, for NOTHING. For my prized program to be excommunicated to the
recycle bin. This is most unfair. So I spend the double period ranting while
typing out what I can remember of the code.
Double biology was okay, we had that old dopey
teacher. Started off with watching a video, and she slept through the entire
film, woke up at the end and exclaimed what a brilliant, informative video it
was. Then she let us do no work all period, and at the middle of the double, she
let the whole class go a wander round the school as a break. Needless to say we
didn't turn up again until the second period was a considerable way through.
She's so dopey. I had her in 4th year and she was hilarious as she let us
away with murder and worshipped my ass because I was the only person who would
do any hint of work.
At lunch, Hannah and I had arranged to meet our
first year buddies (hence the "psycho" in the title) and not only did my buddy
not turn up until half way through lunchtime, but Hannah's didn't turn up at
all. And when mine did turn up, she insisted on demonstrating her spectacular
failure of basic copying statements. Urgh. A pretty wasted lunchtime. I can say
I've seen my buddy though!
English, what did we do? Oh yes, nothing as usual.
And maths, I think we did a lot of work as we ended up with no homework and
actually understand the concept of what we're covering just now. I love it when
things fall into place.
Today, well computing was shite because I have
pretty much finished my program except there's this one little bug in it that I
can't figure out how to fix. And just to annoy me, Mr Q comes up behind me and
says "I know exactly what's wrong with your program, but I'm not going to tell
you," yes fat lot of good teaching that is Sir! Urgh. And then chemistry was
pish as usual. Hate the subject. Hate the teacher. Hate drawing frigging
structural formulas for whatever-oic acids. Hmph!
Maths was not bad, Cole and I got hyper as usual
and had the usual rush-up-to-PSE thing. Then were a tad hyper in PSE and annoyed
Hannah. And I just thought of something, we didn't take our weekly video of
Hannah. Damn. We always take this stupid video of Hannah just sitting there, or
Hannah laughing, or Hannah scratching her face. It's funny. Went home for lunch,
well, to watch Family Guy.
Double English was kind of crap, we did a practice
Textual Analysis which I didn't think was too hard. I'm pretty sure I passed it,
although it's just a practice and the real-deal is next Tuesday. It's the
decider as to whether I continue Higher English or not. If I fail, I'm dropping.
If I pass, I'll stay. So it's pretty, well, important.
Tonight I have compeleted quite a bit of homework,
and I'm opting for an early night as my kinky sex-slave isn't online tonight.
(That's you Joe.) 26/11/2006 TodayI'm smiling. This is a positive thing. For some
reason, today has been deemed the start of Christmas. Which in plain terms means
that I have to go up the loft to retrieve the Christmas stuff that has been
festering up there for the last 11 months. Made me think about Christmas though
and how much I hate it. I mean, what's the point. I know I know I'm supposed to
be a devoted Christian celebrating Jesus or whatever but for me, it's just an
excuse to make me be nice to my family, to waste money and to get
drunk. 23/11/2006 ... And fall in love...... And suffer the heartache.
Today was pretty pish. I comtemplated "sleeping in"
as I was really sleepy, but know how once you're up and awake, it's hard to feel
sleepy enough to actually sleep again? Well that was me. I thought
I'd create the impression that I was getting up, then after Mum left for
work, I would sneak back into bed for another hour. But yeah, I wasn't sleepy
post-caffeine. So I ended up going to English. We did a close reading thing, it
wasn't a test or anything, it was going over the passage the rest of the class
sat when I was in America. But if I had been doing it, I would have
passed.
Chemistry was boring, as Mr J wasn't there, there
was no explosions. Shame. We had Mr S instead. He's a twat also. Probably a
friend of Mr J's. Double biology was quite fun, we did an experiment. Firstly,
we never do experiments in biology and secondly, I usually hate them when we do
do them. But today's was fun. It was a chromatography thing, where you mushed up
leaves and got out the pigment, mixed it with a solvent, evaporated off the
solvent, along with excess water and then added more solvent to make a green
liquid which was then put on paper and stuck in a tube of... Er... Solvent?
Anyway, the green splodge that we put on the paper split into all pretty
colours. I am amused by simple things! Okay!
It's raining today. So home-ing in the rain wasn't
fun. Double maths wasn't much fun either to be honest. Although we got hyper in
the break and ended up coming out with some pretty stupid things that really are
not funny but its the kind of had-to-be-there thing? Know what I mean?
"I hate this time of
day"
"Why?"
"Because everyone is packing up!!
AHHHHHHHHHH!"
I have become addicted to Family Guy. Thanks
to the wonder that is Joe. I have borrowed all 5 seasons and I have just
finished episode 7 of season 1. So I have a long way to go, but if you think of
it this way - I have watched half a season in a day, so that means that
within.... *counts on fingers*.... 10 days, I will be through it and downloading
season 6.
Oh, and I told my parents that it's Thanksgiving
tomorrow, and they let me have takeaway! Try this kids, tell the parents that
it's a special occaision and they shouldn't have to cook. Result = Curry! Oh
yes. Hmmm.... Tomorrow I am going to the gym. I
just remembered that.
Knew the signs wasn't right I was stupid, for a while Swept away, by you And now I feel like a fool So confused My heart's bruised Was I ever loved by you? Out of reach, so far I never had your heart Out of reach, couldn't see We were never met to be Catch myself, from despair I could drown if I stay here Keeping busy, everyday I know I will be ok But I'm So confused My heart's bruised Was I ever loved by you? Out of reach, so far I never had your heart Out of reach, couldn't see We were never met to be So much hurt, so much pain Takes a while to regain What is lost inside And I hope that in time You'll be out of my mind I'll be over you And know I'm So confused My heart's bruised Was I ever loved by you? Out of reach, so far I never had your heart Out of reach, couldn't see We were never met to be Out of reach, so far, You never gave your heart In my reach, I can see There's a life out there for me That song REALLY reminds me of
something. I sharn't say what. 22/11/2006 Oooh...Today was quite a good day I think. Okay so maths
first is never good, but Ms L was in a good mood for some reason. And we're
doing easy stuffs just now. And then computing was a bit of a bore, although
it's amusing the arguements that come up. Mr Q told me that I'm not a bitch....
Err..
Oh, and Nicole and I are joining the gym. Yeah.
Don't laugh. We went to see about it at break and it turns out we need to go to
some kind of induction thing, and that's after school on Friday. So straight
there after school, then run home, and back up there for the Class Act show
which I feel obliged to attend. Well okay I want to go, to laugh at people. Heh.
That was one good thing. Second good thing, I
passed my english NAB. The one where it was writing out a discursive or
persuasive essay. I EFFING PASSED! GET THAT RIGHT UP YOUR 50'S STYLE ARSE! Oh
yeah. I'm chuffed. I actually got a pass as opposed to a "bare pass" so I guess
I must have "comfortabley passed." I'm actualyl really happy with that. I love
it when you're told you're gonna fail, then you pass. It's great.
Went home at lunch after chemistry and
comtemplating not returning for table-building. But I thought of my good PD
friend, Nicole and though I'd better not leave her. And when I returned to
school, I discover that Nicole, Elizabeth and I are skipping it. So we make a
big thing out of standing in the toilet "planning" before making a VERY dodgy
escape and wandering down the street in the rain, buying sperm-shaped
sweets.
We might be in trouble for this, but I'm not
sure.
Anyway, bed is calling.
Goodnight. 20/11/2006 Hairdressers.I love it when I'm off school and everyone else in
my family has to get up. Especailly when it's Monday.
So I haven't done an awful lot today, I went and
got my hair done. I'm back to the highlights. I didn't get it cut short or
anything, it just has random copper and dark blonde highlights in it now. I'm
not sure if I like it or not. And then I went and posted some stuff. And then
came home and did absolutley nothing. I talked to Joe.
And I have finished all my homework, including
maths and the english essay. I feel damn proud of myself for once.
:) 19/11/2006 MoneyYesterday was a really good day I think. I found
out that I had matched numbers in the Euromillions, so I went up to collect the
winnings - £12.40. First time I've won anything in the Lottery! Then I went up
to Lanark to visit my Grandparents with Mum while Dad and Ben went to the
Motherwell game. There was the Christmas fayre things on in Lanark so we had a
little look around there, bought some wine and whiskey and when we we're
completely frozen, went back to the Granparents for soup.
The real reason I was at my Grandpanents was
because they apparently had broken their computer. So I asked them what was
wrong and they produced this huge list of things that they deemed "wrong". Eek.
It was mostly silly things though, but what I hate is the fact their desktop is
running windows 98. I have never had a computer with 98 and it is the most
annoying operating system known to man. It's truely horrible. So I did sort out
the "wrong" things, and then suggested they use their laptop as opposed to their
desktop. Laptop is running XP. So they thought this was a great idea and asked
me to put all the files from the desktop onto the lapper. It took me an hour and
a half to teach them how to transfer files from the desktop to the laptop via a
flash drive. It was hilarious.
And then we encounter the problem of checking
emails. They haven't checked their emails since last time I was up and they have
a list of like 2000 emails, ready to be downloaded. Problem - they're on dial
up! So it takes HOURS for all these penis enlargement messages to be downloaded!
But we finally did get everything sorted. And I found out they they are paying a
woman £25/hour to teach them how to do things on a computer, and the last time
she came, she spent 2 hours installing Firefox. At a charge of £50. And they
didn't even want Firefox. So I suggested they pay me £25/hour and I will teach
them useful things. So that was a deal, I got wine, whiskey, dinner and £25 for
my few hours work with them.
Then it snowed. So yes, it feels all Christmassy
now, we watched the Christmas being switched on in Lanark in the snow. It was
really pretty. And then Dad and Ben came back from the football where Motherwell
got beat 6-1 by Hibs. XD
Total income today - £25 + £12.40 + £8.50. I'm
rich.
It's freezing. I've been freezing all night, and
it's now 14:25 and I'm just dressed and still freezing. I'm going to do all my
homework today so that I can relax tomorrow. Oh, I'm going to get my hair done
tomorrow. Woop. 17/11/2006 Friday I'm In Love ~I can't sleep. But it's Friday today and that makes me happy. It's rained this whole week and today was no exception. First funny of the day was my headteacher standing on stage going "lick lick lick," evidently he was imitating a wildebeast. That man scares me. And then he confused the whole school with a story of half a hen and half an egg and something like that. But the whole thing took up a considerable amount of double chemistry. Then I had to laugh at the desperation on Charities night this year. It seems as though they're making no money, which I laugh at really. It's the desperation. We're allowed to do sponsered anything-we-like. I'm going to have a spondered duvet day. Aka - staying in bed for a day. Mmmm...
Double chemistry was pretty boring, we did an experiment type thing which was pretty boring, and then did written work. Know what I hate? When you're in a double period and the bell rings for the end of 2st, and you think "yussss I'm getting out of here" then you realise you're in there for another hour. That REALLY depresses me! Especially when it's chemistry and there's Mr J yelling at me for not standing up straight. WTF!
Maths was good. Yes, I got a lot of work done. And computing, I got not a lot of work done. I don't know what the heck we were talking about today. It's not even conspiricy Tuesday and we still get distracted. I like it. And then it was raining, so I went home in the rain. And got soaked. But found out I had two parcels to collect. Which made me curious.
English was boring, we're doing "textual analysis" and it's like close reading. I don't see the difference. It's boring. And then biology was MOST annoying because my biology-buddy was away somewhere today, so I had my little computing-chatterbox beside me. Who was chattering. And I was writing as she was chattering, and therefore writing what she was chattering about. It's a bad habit of mine. I frequently write song lyrics as homework because I'm listening to music while working.
And it was raining on the way home, but I got to go collect parcels. So that made me happy. Parcel one was from Joe, containing the works of Family guy, chocolate and Weetabix, along with a letter. I haven't had a letter in aaaaaages! So huge thankyou goes to Joe for really cheering me up. And just in general for being there for me this week, because I really appreaciate it. And I bet he's reading this and blushing. But I think that's cute. He's gonna kill me for writing that. Hehe. <3
Parcel two was marginally less excirting and WAY less happy, it was past exam papers. Oh what fun. Guess what I'm going to be doing this weekend? Actually, I'm going to my grandparents tomorrow to look at their computer.
Because of you
I never stray too far from the sidewalk I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me I don't know how to let anyone else in
I'm ashamed of my life because it's empty Because of you I am afraid Ill..I was totally ill yesterday morning and kind of
didn't go to school 'til 11. I was ill though, i puked so went back to bed. Then
felt find and thought I'd better not miss double biology AND double maths.
Double biology was pretty boring as usual, and double maths was hard. But I
think I did a lot of work for once. =]
And I don't have anything to write about. Honestly.
I'm very glad it's Friday and we have a long weekend. That makes me
happy. 16/11/2006 Nobody's HomeI couldn't tell you
Why she felt that way She felt it everyday And I couldnt help her I just watched her make The same mistakes again Whats wrong, whats wrong now? Too many, too many problems Don't know where she belongs Where she belongs She wants to go home But nobodys home its where she lies Broken inside With no place to go No place to go To dry her eyes Broken inside Open your eyes And look outside Find the reasons why You've been rejected And now you can't find what you left behind Be strong,be strong now too many,too many problems Don't know where she belongs Where she belongs Her feelings she hides Her dreams she can't find She's losing her mind She's falling behind She cant find her place She's losing her faith She's falling from grace She's all over the place Shes lost inside,lost inside Oh,Oh Shes lost inside,lost inside  15/11/2006 I suck.I'm writing in the past tense. Yesterday. Tuesday.
School stinks, literally. We were off yesterday due to flooding, and they
somehow deemed it safe for us to go in today. Here's the story I've heard - The
men outside were working on the new school, and turned the water off, but didn't
tell anyone. So the science teachers turned on the taps to find no water. So
they left the taps on, and when the water came back on on Monday morning, the
place flooded from science down.
I was in computing first period on the second floor
and it's minging! It really is gross and all the ceiling tiles are soggy and
it's just gross. Carpets are wet and everything. Yes because it's safe to be in
computing with electrics all round us when the carpet is wet!! Computing was
pretty boring anyway. And then I had my interview with Miss C regarding UCAS and
leaving school. She's sent round this little sheet that the teachers fill out my
predicted grades on, and these are the grades that get sent to universities.
Wanna know my grades?
Maths - A
Chemistry - A
Computing - A
Biology - A
English - FAIL
Yes so I'm failing english. How do I improve? I
have no idea. My teacher's away in another world. She's so wishy washy and away
with the faries it's silly. Okay so I failed the writing NAB. I knew nothing
about it! I had no friggin warning, obviously I'm going to fail. And yes, I am
generally bad at english, but how can you improve when you have a teacher like
that? Hmph. But apart from english I'm on track, but it sounds a bit bloody
stupid having straight A's, then failing something.
Chemistry, well I missed half of it due to skiving
at Miss C's, but it was boring anyway. Mr J's new annoying characteristic is
that he pays no attention to what he's actually doing. He'll be writing
nomenclatures on the board, but be gazing out the window. That annoys the hell
out of me. He expects us to have full concentration. Arse.
And here's a funny story - Nicole and I hate out PD
class, self defense, so we thought we'd move to something else. So we go into
maths and discover the fact that it's Tuesday and we should make arrangements
before Wednesday. So we go out of maths, to be caught be the teacher going
"yes...? Where are you two going...?" DOH! She did let us out, and you will
never guess what Nicole has us moved to - WOODWORK! Me, doing woodwork!? That's
gotta be a laugh. So I'm doing that this afternoon.
Oh, and the english NAB, discursive essay writing.
I think it went okay, but I guess we'll have to wait and see. I can't fail it.
:( 12/11/2006 Yus.I observed the 11am silence today. I was sound
asleep. Aren't I respectful?
Sunday was going to be for chemistry. But my mother
has this oh-so-brilliant idea of selling the entire contents of the junk room on
Ebay. All at the same time! She's a moo. So we've spent the whole day taking
photos, writing descriptions and laughing at her hideous collection of wooly
jumpers. What a complete waste of time really. However, while mother was writing
descriptions and ironing (the clothes, not the descriptions), I managed to do a
chemistry calculation all by myself. Avogadro's, which I keep wanting to call
Avocados, is NOT above me!
Other news, I think I dislocated my arm, it started
with my Dad yelled at me for leaving the old rabbit hutch outside (it's been
there since more than a year ago, and where the hell else would you put a
hutch?) And he demanded I move it. I told him it's way too heavy and I can't
lift it, and what does he do, he threatens me with all sorts until I prove to
him that I cannot lift it by my arm making a very unnatural noise and then
refusing to move. Mmhm. Some people really don't listen. So yes, my elbow hurts
and I cannot straighten it very well without being in agony. But I CAN move it,
so it's obviously not broken. But dropping a ton weight hutch on it really
wasn't the best idea.
So just as I'm in a bad mood, I recieve the best
news in the world. School is off tomorrow. Due to flooding or something. That
makes my life 110% happier. For tomorrow anyway. For Tuesday we'll probably be
back and Tuesday is also parents night. So this is the storyI don't know what I'm supposed to be remembering on
remembrance day. And is remembrance on the actual 11th, or is it tomorrow, to
make it remembrance Sunday?
I haven't done an awful lot today. Dad and Ben were
away at the Rangers game, in the freezing cold, pouring rain and Baltic winds.
This is men's idea of a "fun" Saturday afternoon. I just don't get it. They came
back hyper as Rangers won, but freezing. But I see this as a good thing, because
it means father turns on the heating, which is something he does only on very
rare occasions. We're only allowed heating when it comes to the point your
coffee has ice on top. Heh..
I've decided to try to figure out the world of
Chemistry, so I've been floating between Chemistry and the kettle all day. I'd
love to say I've achieved mastery in Chemistry, but I really haven't. I've
confused myself to a point where I just don't have a clue what Chemistry is all
about. And at that point, I have another cup of tea. I've had like over 20
today. Is that a bad thing?
What do you call people that get really easily
addicted to things? I'm sure there's a generalised name for these people. I'm
one of them. I'm addicted to many things - most prolific being the
internet. I have come to a decision that in order to pass school and go
where I want to go in life, I'm going to have to lay off my best friend in the
whole world - the Internet. So I've quit all the forums I get myself addicted
to, and I've turned off email notifications for all the crap I like to be
notified of. And I shall concentrate on school. I promise. Also, I'd love to
have the willpower to delete the internet completely. Well, not the whole
internet, obviously, a lot of people would want to squash me if I did so, but
I'd like to delete my access to it. That would be deleting my parents. Hmm.. I
shall just limit myself. I won't spend hours on useless tasks.
Bets on how long I'll last?
The other thing that's annoyed me today, is
television. This is the third addiction that has significantly wasted my time
today. (First being internet, second being tea.) And I sat down today to watch
one program. And ended up channel-hopping and watching random shite, and somehow
ended up watching some psycho program about sex machines. Why in God's
name?
I shall retire to the warm confines of my bed. I'm
cold. Evidently the father has turned the heating off
again. 11/11/2006 ProcrastinationI have to say, I am so effing glad that it's
Friday. I don't really have a reason as to why this week has been shit. It just
has.
Well the morning started out great, with a lovely
video of a certain disgusting female sitting in assembly eating one of those
little pots of jam. With her fingers. She then preceded to pick her nose,
scratch her crotch and gouge God knows what out of her ears. Some people really
are revolting. But it's funny to watch. And then we're met with the disturbing,
yet somehow sexual image of our Year Head naked. I quote "I come into my kitchen
and take off my uniform, that's this suit I'm wearing," so of course us dirty
minded folk up the back are imagining this man undressing to nudity in his
kitchen. All in aid of the "Penny Mile." Evidently he keeps his spare change
well hidden in his underwear or something.
But then it all went tits-up when double chemistry
came to attack. We were drawing cute little drawings of things. I really don't
know. But we got to do an experiment, which is a rare thing, but we like
experiments, because Mr J always manages to mess it up. And of course come out
with his silly remarks, "Oh I love the smell, it's my favourite chemical smell,"
Okay, so most normal people don't have a favourite chemical. The chemical in
question was God knows what, but it did smell rather good and got us quite
buzzing.
Maths was boring, apart from we got it today. And
we're doing the Sex and the City thing to solve trig equations, which I love,
because it's just about the only time I can get away with shouting "Yes, Sex" in
the middle of maths. And then computing was a hilarity as usual as Mr Q comes up
with his theorems, we call him names, he puts a scale on the board and rates our
behaviour from 1 to 10. Apparently I was only like seven and a half, but I got
my program to work which I think merits at least an 8.
I'd love to say "I blame Joe" here, but I won't.
But I blame some superior figure for the torrential rain today. I walked home in
it at lunch, and I was absolutely soaked and freezing all through English, where
we didn't do an awful lot. Found out we have another NAB. How the hell many Nabs
does English have? And what makes English so special that it has to have 6 NABS?
Biology last period was okay, because our regular teacher was absent, so we got
the oh-so-boring Games Development teacher. (I don't know his name, but he took
us for Games Development, which I skipped for weeks because he bored me
arse-less.) So not much work was done and that makes me happy last on a
Friday.
So I'm happy after that, we get out early. And it's
still bloody raining. Just as I'd got somewhat dried out. It's effing raining
elephants. And then know that bit pothole on Carnwath Road? Well Mr
I've-Got-A-Big-Lorry decides to drive past at 350 miles an hour over this
pothole, just as I'm walking past it. So I'm walking along in the rain when
suddenly I'm drowning and there's a waterfall on my head. Urg. I hate Scottish
weather.
I received some advice from someone today, on how
to pass Higher. They told me to set aside 1 weekend for each subject, like say I
chose Chemistry this weekend, and just read everything and know the whole of
Chemistry inside-out back-to-front in that weekend. Then the next, I'd move
onto, say, Maths. And master that. Sounds like a good idea? 5 weekends of
hardcore mastering and I'm done? No. Because I cannot stop procrastinating.
Everytime I got to do some work, someone will post something interesting on the
forum (http://subcn.org) and I have to look at
it. How do I stop this? It's like a demon. And now I feel guilty for doing next
to no "mastering," but I'm going to say it's Friday. So I shall master tomorrow.
And forum shall be buried in a hole, not to be dug up until I can perform
calculations in my sleep.
I've wrote a lot tonight. Probably because my
fingers are far too used to this damn keyboard, they just type and I just watch
in awe. Anyway, I bid thee goodnight. 09/11/2006 It's fixedGuess what? I fixed email publishing! Woo! You
shall now have your regular Sammi-blog delivered directly to the internet,
rather than sitting festering in my "sent items." Cool huh? Don't worry, you
haven't missed much in the exciting life of Sammi. I passed English by the way.
Close reading. I don't think I got a very good grade, but it's a pass so I'ma
staying in Higher English. Woop. Unless I fail writing. Which is all very
possible.
I got an A for maths. I was pleased with this, no,
in fact, more than pleased. Amazed. Astounded. I was chuffed. Untill I found out
that those who achieved an A were getting a reward. And this reward, was to
spend this morning doing maths. Very hard maths. Almost impossible. Well some of
it was impossible. It was a complete waste of brain cells. I don't think I
achieved anything by sitting there for ninety minutes staring at maths problems.
It was very cold, and I learned that getting an A isn't all that
good.
So I left and went to chemistry. Where I totally
missed the video, which I was disappointed in. We never watch videos, and the
one day we watch a video, I have to be doing bloody maths! How typical! So I sat
and did nothing for twenty minutes, racking myself up a nice amount of homework
for this evening. Lovely. And at break, I found the answer to my dialemma about
presents that I described in my previous blog. The person in question doesn't
want me to give her a present because she doesn't want to be friends with me. So
fair enough. I shall keep it for myself.
Biology was also silly. We did something about sex
that I somehow managed to pay no attention to. And then I came home and my
father is home, rooting through my bedroom finding all sorts of things he's not
supposed to find. Message to all the parents of the world - Don't be so effing
nosey mmkay? So yes, my secret bank account has been found, but it's okay,
because noone can make me tell them the pin number. Thus it cannot be accessed
by anyone but me. Heh. Stick that in your pipe and smoke it!
Then I comes back after lunch and I have double
maths. Action replay? Haven't I already spent the first two periods in maths?
Yes, yes I have. So it's quite torturous to be in it again. And without my good
blether Nicole sitting beside me. It was rather boring. And I'm back to my state
of confusion regarding most maths. Urg.
So go on live your life. But I miss you more than I did yesterday. And again?Okay this is from sammi@sammi22.com. Gonna
work? TestingAgain
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