Sunday, December 28, 2008
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Bad Eves
Mood: Doubting myself, trying to cling to the remains of christmas spirit.
Music: This Boy - James Morrison.
This boy wants to play
There's no time left today
It's a shame coz he has to go home
This boy's got to work, got to sweat
Just to pay what he gets to get left all alone
My mum and my brother have been argueing all day. It's really getting me down. I went to town with Henry at one point to get the last present, a book, and then came home to have the arguements start again. Other than that, I've done pretty much nothing else except play RuneScape. I've been playing a lot recently. Partly because I enjoy it, and partly because I'm ever so slightly hiding behind it.
This girl tries her best every day
But it's all gone to waste
Coz there's no one around
This girl she can draw she can paint
Likes to dance she can skate
Now she don't make a sound
Sam is this great guy. He's amazing. Even if I'm on runescape next time I talk to him, I'm going to try and avoid talking about it.
The weekend opened my eyes, I realized I have a lot of options. There's really not much stopping me doing whatever. Sam's my best friend, and it's going to stay that way. For eveeeeeerrrrr.
EDIT: Just wrapped every single present left in the house because my sister is out and I figured I'd get in done before going to bed. I'm feeling a lot better now that I've done it all, and I'm more confident about the whole Sam situation. We'll be fwends. For eba and eba. Plus he mentioned something to keep us in touch more, sounds interesting. Mon spirite noel est ici. My christmas spirit is here, en francais. ;)
Merry Christmas everyone!!!
Music: This Boy - James Morrison.
This boy wants to play
There's no time left today
It's a shame coz he has to go home
This boy's got to work, got to sweat
Just to pay what he gets to get left all alone
My mum and my brother have been argueing all day. It's really getting me down. I went to town with Henry at one point to get the last present, a book, and then came home to have the arguements start again. Other than that, I've done pretty much nothing else except play RuneScape. I've been playing a lot recently. Partly because I enjoy it, and partly because I'm ever so slightly hiding behind it.
This girl tries her best every day
But it's all gone to waste
Coz there's no one around
This girl she can draw she can paint
Likes to dance she can skate
Now she don't make a sound
Sam is this great guy. He's amazing. Even if I'm on runescape next time I talk to him, I'm going to try and avoid talking about it.
The weekend opened my eyes, I realized I have a lot of options. There's really not much stopping me doing whatever. Sam's my best friend, and it's going to stay that way. For eveeeeeerrrrr.
EDIT: Just wrapped every single present left in the house because my sister is out and I figured I'd get in done before going to bed. I'm feeling a lot better now that I've done it all, and I'm more confident about the whole Sam situation. We'll be fwends. For eba and eba. Plus he mentioned something to keep us in touch more, sounds interesting. Mon spirite noel est ici. My christmas spirit is here, en francais. ;)
Merry Christmas everyone!!!
Quick words
Mood: Tired
Music: Broken Strings - James Morrison
The last weekend was fucking amazing. I wouldn't of spent it any other way. But I'm not going to go into that, seeing as the only regular reader of my blog was the person that spent it with me; who knows how much I enjoyed it. Ilu Sam <3
The last two days have been really good, too, but not much has happened. Just wanted to do a quick blog post as I'm unable to sleep right now; mainly because my mum is listening to loud tv. >_>
Music: Broken Strings - James Morrison
The last weekend was fucking amazing. I wouldn't of spent it any other way. But I'm not going to go into that, seeing as the only regular reader of my blog was the person that spent it with me; who knows how much I enjoyed it. Ilu Sam <3
The last two days have been really good, too, but not much has happened. Just wanted to do a quick blog post as I'm unable to sleep right now; mainly because my mum is listening to loud tv. >_>
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Footnotes
Mood: Irritable/Excited. At the same time, yes.
Music: New Classic (acoustic) - Drew Seeley.
The acoustic version of New Classic is completely different and even more amazing. I love it. <333
Today was good. Hardly did any work at school at all. Got up on time for once, showered and shit and then decided to walk to school just to get some fresh air before heading to school. The walk was fine, no chavs tried anything. Talked to the guys for a bit and the bell went, headed to form. Nothing special, more doubts about the friendship between me and the man I talk too much about.
PE first, which was alright. I saved quite a few goals, even if Sir was directing me the whole time. 'Use your hands' etc. I dunno if he knows my name yet. I want to try in PE, but if I keep getting stuck in goal I can't, but I don't care that much to be honeest.
Physics we had Terrington cover us (a generally jolly fatman XD) and we watched the most recent live at the apollo which was fucking hilarious. Watched it all lesson, many laughs were had.
Spent break with the guys discussing games for tommorow and shit, mostly Super Smash Bros. Brawl. I'm providing the house, Sam is providing the wii, Ross is providing the game. XD
RE was good; we had a multiple choice pop quiz and I got 14/14, so I got to have two chocolates instead of 1 ^_^ We watched bruce almighty the rest of the lesson, and it's still funny like the millionth time you watch it. It's just a feel good film. :D
Lunch me and Sam huggled quite a lot. Also Myles forgot my name so I pretended to be really offended. He bought it. :P Just pissed around with the guys a bit more, then headed to form.
Form Thompson was trying to impress Micheal Anderson with his knowledge of Chris Moyles lyrics so I didn't even bother, just talked to Alistair for a bit and headed to ICT standard in an alright mood. ICT we were given 'free time' but once we were actually allowed to do it, we'd run out of things to do, so we just mucked around for an hour before I headed to history. History we watched band of brothers, and I thought a lot about my current relationships. Me & Sam are all good. Me and most people are all good at the moment. Thompson however... It seems like I'm making all the effort to be friends, and always have been. Decided to just go back and see him to talk to him for a bit, and we chatted about plans for the weekend then he headed off to see Weaver because they get lifts together or something. It was good just to talk to him. So I'm making all the effort. I might stop and see what happens.
Talked to Sam for a majority of the evening and finally finished up his present ^_^
Music: New Classic (acoustic) - Drew Seeley.
The acoustic version of New Classic is completely different and even more amazing. I love it. <333
Today was good. Hardly did any work at school at all. Got up on time for once, showered and shit and then decided to walk to school just to get some fresh air before heading to school. The walk was fine, no chavs tried anything. Talked to the guys for a bit and the bell went, headed to form. Nothing special, more doubts about the friendship between me and the man I talk too much about.
PE first, which was alright. I saved quite a few goals, even if Sir was directing me the whole time. 'Use your hands' etc. I dunno if he knows my name yet. I want to try in PE, but if I keep getting stuck in goal I can't, but I don't care that much to be honeest.
Physics we had Terrington cover us (a generally jolly fatman XD) and we watched the most recent live at the apollo which was fucking hilarious. Watched it all lesson, many laughs were had.
Spent break with the guys discussing games for tommorow and shit, mostly Super Smash Bros. Brawl. I'm providing the house, Sam is providing the wii, Ross is providing the game. XD
RE was good; we had a multiple choice pop quiz and I got 14/14, so I got to have two chocolates instead of 1 ^_^ We watched bruce almighty the rest of the lesson, and it's still funny like the millionth time you watch it. It's just a feel good film. :D
Lunch me and Sam huggled quite a lot. Also Myles forgot my name so I pretended to be really offended. He bought it. :P Just pissed around with the guys a bit more, then headed to form.
Form Thompson was trying to impress Micheal Anderson with his knowledge of Chris Moyles lyrics so I didn't even bother, just talked to Alistair for a bit and headed to ICT standard in an alright mood. ICT we were given 'free time' but once we were actually allowed to do it, we'd run out of things to do, so we just mucked around for an hour before I headed to history. History we watched band of brothers, and I thought a lot about my current relationships. Me & Sam are all good. Me and most people are all good at the moment. Thompson however... It seems like I'm making all the effort to be friends, and always have been. Decided to just go back and see him to talk to him for a bit, and we chatted about plans for the weekend then he headed off to see Weaver because they get lifts together or something. It was good just to talk to him. So I'm making all the effort. I might stop and see what happens.
Talked to Sam for a majority of the evening and finally finished up his present ^_^
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Diluted Arguements
Mood: Pretty good right now.
Music: CrushCrushFaint - Linkin Park/Paramore
Relationships were the other person means/meant a lot to you are very tricky when a problem arises. Friendships between people with different levels of authority, their tricky too. Combine the two together, and something complicated forms that none of your friends understand why you bother, even if some of them try to. But when you get lucky, during that ing or swim moment; everything isn't as bad as you thought.
It's very easy to be angry 'behind the scenes' but when you come face to face with the-figure-of-authority-that-your-not-so-close-with-anymore the words and reasons you were pissed at them for escape you when they give you a small smile. Okay, so maybe that's not such a common thing. :P The point you were about to make reduces in your mind and the thing you were considering ranting at them gets reducing to an almost petty remark at the first opportunity.
It's weak, I know, but don't judge me. I just can't stay mad at people I like(d) when their actually in front of me; it's something I should work on... XD At one point Thompson said 'does anyone have a pain' so I flicked mine at him and when he was done with it I came out with 'See, if you ask for a pen instead of 'mooching round me till I offer you one' your a lot more likely to get it.' Nothing compared to what I was imagining last night by going back after form and being like 'You were quite rude last night, assuming that I'd offer you a lift and shit and then when I did not even saying goodbye.' with proper pouting and anger and all. But oh well, I'm weak.
Maths we did this random worksheet and Tom, David, Sam Mills (not the one I refer to constantly) and I had a philisophical debate about God's existance because we were bored. It was 3 on 1 and Sam was not going to accept defeat. Then when he said we were going to hell I used something I'd read once saying that hell isn't a physical place and that is a mis-conception, it's a mental state of mind where one is seperated from god, meaning we were alreading IN hell and it wasn't too bad. He stopped talking for a bit after that. XD
English was alright, we talked about Educating Rita for a bit and I volunteered to have one of the photocopies because there wasn't enough real copies. Norbert made some shitty remarks that I didn't care to listen to, then we watched ghost busters; which was cool.
Break was good; Wednesdays the bitchy librarian isn't in and it's the more calm one. Sam grabbed me a photography magazine and I managed to find lots of pictures of women somehow and Sam started regretting giving the photography one to me. XD Then I found an airbrushing thing and it looked amazing and I want it all over my real life face to get rid of dese damn spots. >:(
Third was a chemistry test that was alright, I completely winged a lot of it; just hoping I'd get the marks. When we started to go through it I seemed to be doing fairly well. There was a couple of lessons I missed so there was one or two questions I had no idea on so I made up shit. It was fun.
Lunch was cool. I managed to get the guys to go in the dry because it was wet outside and Myles gave me like half his lunch. I'm such a thieving bastard. XD Then myles went on making a load of bible jokes at John, who came out with an amazing comeback 'How would you know!? You're not the bible! Your as thick as the bible!' many lols where had, and the fact myles didn't get the joke made it even funnier.
Biology was another gay test that we marked and I got the exact mark required for an A. Chris Kemple, Alistair Eaton and Ben Bovensombat (such a freak, hate him) got D's and Andy Willis somehow got an E. This was very amusing for the rest of the class.
ICT Standard was awesome. Whenever Matt, Ross or I leave our computers un-attended, the other two pull pranks. Their never serious, work never gets deleted or anything like that. We turned his screen's brightness to 0 so it looked like it was off, then turned it off and then switched it off at the plug (the screen). He thought he'd been all clever locking his computer. He thought wrong. At one point Sam blasted drop the bomb shell in my ear. It hurt. :P I <3 Sam's music though.
Work was cool, it was a bit of a robotic day, nothing special happened with any of the students. At the end our employer handed out presents and we were all like :o as they were all different shapes. I'm not allowed to open it till christmas day. It's a really odd shape and I really want to know.
Music: CrushCrushFaint - Linkin Park/Paramore
Relationships were the other person means/meant a lot to you are very tricky when a problem arises. Friendships between people with different levels of authority, their tricky too. Combine the two together, and something complicated forms that none of your friends understand why you bother, even if some of them try to. But when you get lucky, during that ing or swim moment; everything isn't as bad as you thought.
It's very easy to be angry 'behind the scenes' but when you come face to face with the-figure-of-authority-that-your-not-so-close-with-anymore the words and reasons you were pissed at them for escape you when they give you a small smile. Okay, so maybe that's not such a common thing. :P The point you were about to make reduces in your mind and the thing you were considering ranting at them gets reducing to an almost petty remark at the first opportunity.
It's weak, I know, but don't judge me. I just can't stay mad at people I like(d) when their actually in front of me; it's something I should work on... XD At one point Thompson said 'does anyone have a pain' so I flicked mine at him and when he was done with it I came out with 'See, if you ask for a pen instead of 'mooching round me till I offer you one' your a lot more likely to get it.' Nothing compared to what I was imagining last night by going back after form and being like 'You were quite rude last night, assuming that I'd offer you a lift and shit and then when I did not even saying goodbye.' with proper pouting and anger and all. But oh well, I'm weak.
Maths we did this random worksheet and Tom, David, Sam Mills (not the one I refer to constantly) and I had a philisophical debate about God's existance because we were bored. It was 3 on 1 and Sam was not going to accept defeat. Then when he said we were going to hell I used something I'd read once saying that hell isn't a physical place and that is a mis-conception, it's a mental state of mind where one is seperated from god, meaning we were alreading IN hell and it wasn't too bad. He stopped talking for a bit after that. XD
English was alright, we talked about Educating Rita for a bit and I volunteered to have one of the photocopies because there wasn't enough real copies. Norbert made some shitty remarks that I didn't care to listen to, then we watched ghost busters; which was cool.
Break was good; Wednesdays the bitchy librarian isn't in and it's the more calm one. Sam grabbed me a photography magazine and I managed to find lots of pictures of women somehow and Sam started regretting giving the photography one to me. XD Then I found an airbrushing thing and it looked amazing and I want it all over my real life face to get rid of dese damn spots. >:(
Third was a chemistry test that was alright, I completely winged a lot of it; just hoping I'd get the marks. When we started to go through it I seemed to be doing fairly well. There was a couple of lessons I missed so there was one or two questions I had no idea on so I made up shit. It was fun.
Lunch was cool. I managed to get the guys to go in the dry because it was wet outside and Myles gave me like half his lunch. I'm such a thieving bastard. XD Then myles went on making a load of bible jokes at John, who came out with an amazing comeback 'How would you know!? You're not the bible! Your as thick as the bible!' many lols where had, and the fact myles didn't get the joke made it even funnier.
Biology was another gay test that we marked and I got the exact mark required for an A. Chris Kemple, Alistair Eaton and Ben Bovensombat (such a freak, hate him) got D's and Andy Willis somehow got an E. This was very amusing for the rest of the class.
ICT Standard was awesome. Whenever Matt, Ross or I leave our computers un-attended, the other two pull pranks. Their never serious, work never gets deleted or anything like that. We turned his screen's brightness to 0 so it looked like it was off, then turned it off and then switched it off at the plug (the screen). He thought he'd been all clever locking his computer. He thought wrong. At one point Sam blasted drop the bomb shell in my ear. It hurt. :P I <3 Sam's music though.
Work was cool, it was a bit of a robotic day, nothing special happened with any of the students. At the end our employer handed out presents and we were all like :o as they were all different shapes. I'm not allowed to open it till christmas day. It's a really odd shape and I really want to know.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Stumbled Words (Long)
Mood: Pissed off.
Music: Pieces - Sum 41.
I've embedded the lyrics into the post, because it really fits my thinking strategies today.
Today was a major mixed bag of emotions for me. A lot of things happened during the day, that affected my mood. Not many of them where simple, but a few of them have been burned into my mind recently.
I've been thinking about this post all through the day, because of each of them. I need to rant. I'm going to structure it, and although this first bit won't make sense, I need to get it off my chest right away. It's digging at me.
I tried to be perfect
But nothing was worth it
I don’t believe it makes me real
I thought it’d be easy
But no one believes me
I meant all the things I said
He's such an arrogant bastard. "I was just going to mooch around Andrew till he offered me a lift." I mean, the train station is totally in walking distance. Don't assume I'm going to offer you something, I wouldn't of minded if you'd asked politely instead of saying it behind my back. What if I'd said No? Then what would you do? I'm not just a doormatt that you can ignore most of the time and then just stamp all over when you need something from me.
If you believe it’s in my soul
I’d say all the words that I know
Just to see if it would show
That I’m trying to let you know
That I’m better off on my own
I got up late again this morning. I really wish I could be a morning person, it would make my life just that much simpler. But, alas. Quickly downing a small drink and eating some bread I dashed into the car to get into school and see myles and tom waiting together. Not saying a word. One word raced through my mind, Sam says it a lot in these situations. Wonderful. We started up a conversation and eventually the others arrived including Sam. Then the bell went, and we seperated. I was walking away from reception with Tom, we still go with Myles as he fetches the register from the slot. Tim passed us and was like 'You do know your form's register is there?' I was in disbelief. It's NEVER there, but apparently it was today. I grabbed it and we headed to form.
Form was odd. I messed with Sir's head, because he annoyed me. After brooding over it last night, the first thing he said to me when I got in
'So can you definatly come tonight?' Ticked off, an idea formed.
'Oh shit! I forgot to tell you! My mum's got this massive job tonight and I can't come! I'm sorryyyy...' His eyes widened but his smile remained.
'Are you serious?' Panick in his voice now.
'Nope!' I laughed, and he swore at me several times before I settled into my seat and he took the register. It was an improvement atleast, then he put on his music and started singing along, which I lol'ed at.
This place is so empty
My thoughts are so tempting
I don’t know how it got so bad
Sometimes it’s so crazy
That nothing can save me
But it’s the only thing that I have
ICT Core was just annoying. Myles told Chris that I'd said Chris was so far up himself that his Adam's apple is his own nose. Gee, thanks Myles. So I had an hour of doing work quickly whilst Chris listed my many flaws. Wonderful. It was alright in the end though, because I realized just how much further than him I am, even though he's attended two catch up sessions.
ICT Standard cheered me up a bit, as Sam managed to find me a tutorial so that I could insert a music clip into my website so I could finally rescue my first class system and be able to create outgoing messages again. I populated a couple of pages and was pretty much finished with that as the bell went. I'll probably be 'gathering evidence' next lesson.
Break was alright, but the old bag told me to get something to read. She also told me she got my reply about being able to come to the lunch today, which I'd emailed her about after rescueing first class. Sam took the mick of how I'd grabbed a book on the mysteries of the world and I lol'ed with him, before the bell went and we parted ways to history. I took a small jibe at Sam, saying that I was keeping my christmas secrets too, before heading to class. History, I went to go photocopy some stuff for Miss Colley, and this woman was struggling with this massive box of stuff so I offered a hand and I carried the box and she carried the bit of paper to her car, then she gave me the paper back and I rushed to repographics to make the copies. The rest of history was just a bit boring really; I could hear myles moaning behind me to Tom Watts, who obviously did not care about myles's ramblings. At all.
If you believe it’s in my soul
I’d say all the words that I know
Just to see if it would show
That I’m trying to let you know
That I’m better off on my own
Afternoon form was alright. Didn't really talk to Sir much, just chatted to Alistair. Didn't really pay attention to what he was saying, but it was alright. He's not so annoying this week; but I just jinxed it, didn't I? >_<
Maths was alright. We had a ticklist and we had to rate how confident we were on all the stuff we covered, so I was perfectly honest and said that I found perfecting squares fine in the lesson but when I tried it for homework I completely fucked up and mindblanked. We watched hotfuzz and stuff at the same time, which was pretty cool.
English we watched GhostBusters and I forgot my english redraft. Which I spent ages on yesterday. <_< Oh well, I had more important things on my mind last night and this morning I was in a total rush. I'll bring it in tommorow, for definate. I'm fairly happy with the essay as it stands.
On my own
I tried to be perfect
It just wasn’t worth it
Nothing could ever be so wrong
It’s hard to believe me
It never gets easy
I guess I knew that all along
I had an hour and a half to burn so I went back to the RE department hoping to get a second to chat to sir alone, but no such luck; he was already in Miss Knagg's room. I didn't mind that much though, I had no idea what I was going to say. I faked a text message and pulled the whole 'I actually just got a text saying I can't come tonight!' he fell for it. Again. He started cursing going 'What am I going to do!?!?' I laughed and he just looked up and realized I was joking. But it seemed like we were back to normal so Miss Knaggs, Thompson and I just chatted about the concert for a while before they left to go navigate their way to the church; I went to town and bought an oreo milkshake and a festive bake pasty or something before heading to the church myself.
If you believe it’s in my soul
I’d say all the words that I know
Just to see if it would show
That I’m trying to let you know
That I’m better off on my own
Before the concert Thompson was panicking because one of the staff he'd asked to read wasn't turning up. I offered to do the reading if she didn't turn up so he handed me a copy and she turned up at the last minute. I was glad tbh, I didn't want to read again. Me and Thompson had a bit of a laugh taking the mick out of each other and shit and miss told us to stop bullying each other, which we found funny.
Cutting to the concert itself, half way through the singing Nat slowly put his hand on my arse. Fighting back the urge to kill him for groping me in a church, I carried on singing. When he tried to do it again I ended up holding his hand so he placed it on his ass. ¬¬. He's not even gay. A while later and it was time for my reading, and I stumbled quite a lot. I had to walk past Thompson's seat to get back to mine, and he was quite involved with it, introducing stuff and crap, but he didn't even look at me as I went past. I felt bad for mucking up on the reading.
Now to explain the beggining bit. Before the concert Miss Knaggs was worrying that she didn't have a way other than walking to get to the station, which was a good 30 minute walk in the dark. I offered her a lift with my family because we go past the station; my mum sent me a text back saying it was fine and all arranged. Sir wasn't talking directly too me, but he never exactly left my side. He was talking to Mr. Reed when I was talking to John, then I moved over to my mum and he left Mr. Reed and talked to Zack, who was right next to me. I ignored it, then when my mum said it was time to go I went and got Miss Knaggs saying 'C'mon, we're giving you a lift remember?' She seemed very grateful and asked Thompson how he was getting home. Neither of them can drive, you see. "I was just going to mooch around Andrew till he offered me a lift." This actually really ticked me off. First off, he hadn't said a word to me since the end of the concert and he didn't mention it when I was offering Knaggs a lift either. He could have just asked, and I would have gladly said yes. But no, he decided he would stick close by me in hopes I'd offer him a lift. Even though I was mad I hid it fairly well (imo, anyway) and said 'Do you want a lift, Sir?' the journey to the station with them in the car was odd. My mum and Thompson sat in the front, Me and Knaggs were in the back. I was still in a bit of a mood about the reading muckups, and shiz so I was a bit quiet. Miss and me had a brief conversation before they both got out. He just got out of the car, got his bags, said thanks to my mum and walked off. Oh, bye to you too. Miss Knaggs was all thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou I shall see you tommorow Andy and I look forward to seeing you on parents evening Mrs. King.
I know he's been under pressure recently, but come on! There are limits.
Music: Pieces - Sum 41.
I've embedded the lyrics into the post, because it really fits my thinking strategies today.
Today was a major mixed bag of emotions for me. A lot of things happened during the day, that affected my mood. Not many of them where simple, but a few of them have been burned into my mind recently.
I've been thinking about this post all through the day, because of each of them. I need to rant. I'm going to structure it, and although this first bit won't make sense, I need to get it off my chest right away. It's digging at me.
I tried to be perfect
But nothing was worth it
I don’t believe it makes me real
I thought it’d be easy
But no one believes me
I meant all the things I said
He's such an arrogant bastard. "I was just going to mooch around Andrew till he offered me a lift." I mean, the train station is totally in walking distance. Don't assume I'm going to offer you something, I wouldn't of minded if you'd asked politely instead of saying it behind my back. What if I'd said No? Then what would you do? I'm not just a doormatt that you can ignore most of the time and then just stamp all over when you need something from me.
If you believe it’s in my soul
I’d say all the words that I know
Just to see if it would show
That I’m trying to let you know
That I’m better off on my own
I got up late again this morning. I really wish I could be a morning person, it would make my life just that much simpler. But, alas. Quickly downing a small drink and eating some bread I dashed into the car to get into school and see myles and tom waiting together. Not saying a word. One word raced through my mind, Sam says it a lot in these situations. Wonderful. We started up a conversation and eventually the others arrived including Sam. Then the bell went, and we seperated. I was walking away from reception with Tom, we still go with Myles as he fetches the register from the slot. Tim passed us and was like 'You do know your form's register is there?' I was in disbelief. It's NEVER there, but apparently it was today. I grabbed it and we headed to form.
Form was odd. I messed with Sir's head, because he annoyed me. After brooding over it last night, the first thing he said to me when I got in
'So can you definatly come tonight?' Ticked off, an idea formed.
'Oh shit! I forgot to tell you! My mum's got this massive job tonight and I can't come! I'm sorryyyy...' His eyes widened but his smile remained.
'Are you serious?' Panick in his voice now.
'Nope!' I laughed, and he swore at me several times before I settled into my seat and he took the register. It was an improvement atleast, then he put on his music and started singing along, which I lol'ed at.
This place is so empty
My thoughts are so tempting
I don’t know how it got so bad
Sometimes it’s so crazy
That nothing can save me
But it’s the only thing that I have
ICT Core was just annoying. Myles told Chris that I'd said Chris was so far up himself that his Adam's apple is his own nose. Gee, thanks Myles. So I had an hour of doing work quickly whilst Chris listed my many flaws. Wonderful. It was alright in the end though, because I realized just how much further than him I am, even though he's attended two catch up sessions.
ICT Standard cheered me up a bit, as Sam managed to find me a tutorial so that I could insert a music clip into my website so I could finally rescue my first class system and be able to create outgoing messages again. I populated a couple of pages and was pretty much finished with that as the bell went. I'll probably be 'gathering evidence' next lesson.
Break was alright, but the old bag told me to get something to read. She also told me she got my reply about being able to come to the lunch today, which I'd emailed her about after rescueing first class. Sam took the mick of how I'd grabbed a book on the mysteries of the world and I lol'ed with him, before the bell went and we parted ways to history. I took a small jibe at Sam, saying that I was keeping my christmas secrets too, before heading to class. History, I went to go photocopy some stuff for Miss Colley, and this woman was struggling with this massive box of stuff so I offered a hand and I carried the box and she carried the bit of paper to her car, then she gave me the paper back and I rushed to repographics to make the copies. The rest of history was just a bit boring really; I could hear myles moaning behind me to Tom Watts, who obviously did not care about myles's ramblings. At all.
If you believe it’s in my soul
I’d say all the words that I know
Just to see if it would show
That I’m trying to let you know
That I’m better off on my own
Afternoon form was alright. Didn't really talk to Sir much, just chatted to Alistair. Didn't really pay attention to what he was saying, but it was alright. He's not so annoying this week; but I just jinxed it, didn't I? >_<
Maths was alright. We had a ticklist and we had to rate how confident we were on all the stuff we covered, so I was perfectly honest and said that I found perfecting squares fine in the lesson but when I tried it for homework I completely fucked up and mindblanked. We watched hotfuzz and stuff at the same time, which was pretty cool.
English we watched GhostBusters and I forgot my english redraft. Which I spent ages on yesterday. <_< Oh well, I had more important things on my mind last night and this morning I was in a total rush. I'll bring it in tommorow, for definate. I'm fairly happy with the essay as it stands.
On my own
I tried to be perfect
It just wasn’t worth it
Nothing could ever be so wrong
It’s hard to believe me
It never gets easy
I guess I knew that all along
I had an hour and a half to burn so I went back to the RE department hoping to get a second to chat to sir alone, but no such luck; he was already in Miss Knagg's room. I didn't mind that much though, I had no idea what I was going to say. I faked a text message and pulled the whole 'I actually just got a text saying I can't come tonight!' he fell for it. Again. He started cursing going 'What am I going to do!?!?' I laughed and he just looked up and realized I was joking. But it seemed like we were back to normal so Miss Knaggs, Thompson and I just chatted about the concert for a while before they left to go navigate their way to the church; I went to town and bought an oreo milkshake and a festive bake pasty or something before heading to the church myself.
If you believe it’s in my soul
I’d say all the words that I know
Just to see if it would show
That I’m trying to let you know
That I’m better off on my own
Before the concert Thompson was panicking because one of the staff he'd asked to read wasn't turning up. I offered to do the reading if she didn't turn up so he handed me a copy and she turned up at the last minute. I was glad tbh, I didn't want to read again. Me and Thompson had a bit of a laugh taking the mick out of each other and shit and miss told us to stop bullying each other, which we found funny.
Cutting to the concert itself, half way through the singing Nat slowly put his hand on my arse. Fighting back the urge to kill him for groping me in a church, I carried on singing. When he tried to do it again I ended up holding his hand so he placed it on his ass. ¬¬. He's not even gay. A while later and it was time for my reading, and I stumbled quite a lot. I had to walk past Thompson's seat to get back to mine, and he was quite involved with it, introducing stuff and crap, but he didn't even look at me as I went past. I felt bad for mucking up on the reading.
Now to explain the beggining bit. Before the concert Miss Knaggs was worrying that she didn't have a way other than walking to get to the station, which was a good 30 minute walk in the dark. I offered her a lift with my family because we go past the station; my mum sent me a text back saying it was fine and all arranged. Sir wasn't talking directly too me, but he never exactly left my side. He was talking to Mr. Reed when I was talking to John, then I moved over to my mum and he left Mr. Reed and talked to Zack, who was right next to me. I ignored it, then when my mum said it was time to go I went and got Miss Knaggs saying 'C'mon, we're giving you a lift remember?' She seemed very grateful and asked Thompson how he was getting home. Neither of them can drive, you see. "I was just going to mooch around Andrew till he offered me a lift." This actually really ticked me off. First off, he hadn't said a word to me since the end of the concert and he didn't mention it when I was offering Knaggs a lift either. He could have just asked, and I would have gladly said yes. But no, he decided he would stick close by me in hopes I'd offer him a lift. Even though I was mad I hid it fairly well (imo, anyway) and said 'Do you want a lift, Sir?' the journey to the station with them in the car was odd. My mum and Thompson sat in the front, Me and Knaggs were in the back. I was still in a bit of a mood about the reading muckups, and shiz so I was a bit quiet. Miss and me had a brief conversation before they both got out. He just got out of the car, got his bags, said thanks to my mum and walked off. Oh, bye to you too. Miss Knaggs was all thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou I shall see you tommorow Andy and I look forward to seeing you on parents evening Mrs. King.
I know he's been under pressure recently, but come on! There are limits.
Monday, December 15, 2008
Steamy Mirrors
Mood: Reflective/Slightly down.
Music: Save me - Shinedown
Showers are a great place to think about stuff, because it's just you and the water; in a vunerable way. You can be yourself by your own. I've had an odd day, and with recent events I really needed to think. Two of my relationships are frizzled at the moment. One is with my chemistry teacher, who thinks that I dislike her teaching style and offered to move me to another class; even though she's one of my best teachers. The other, well the relationship is a little more complex, but he's a teacher too.
I was more obsessive about the second one whilst I was in the shower, and I played over a scenario from a million different angles and all of them ended up with one of two outcomes. Either A) Him thinking I was off my rocker and shunning me or B) me losing an arguement and shunning each other. Neither of these situations are ones I want to be in, but I feel like I've got to talk to him. Hopefully he'll notice something is up. If it's not, I'll write it and give it to him as a letter or summat.
Today wasn't an amazing day. It wasn't dreadfully shite either, but it just wasn't good for me.
Music: Save me - Shinedown
Showers are a great place to think about stuff, because it's just you and the water; in a vunerable way. You can be yourself by your own. I've had an odd day, and with recent events I really needed to think. Two of my relationships are frizzled at the moment. One is with my chemistry teacher, who thinks that I dislike her teaching style and offered to move me to another class; even though she's one of my best teachers. The other, well the relationship is a little more complex, but he's a teacher too.
I was more obsessive about the second one whilst I was in the shower, and I played over a scenario from a million different angles and all of them ended up with one of two outcomes. Either A) Him thinking I was off my rocker and shunning me or B) me losing an arguement and shunning each other. Neither of these situations are ones I want to be in, but I feel like I've got to talk to him. Hopefully he'll notice something is up. If it's not, I'll write it and give it to him as a letter or summat.
Today wasn't an amazing day. It wasn't dreadfully shite either, but it just wasn't good for me.
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