Yay to Away the Play
So we finished science on Friday, which was brilliant. I am SO inCREDIBLY happy about no exams. Although now I have the weird-o feeling that I should really be studying, etc etc. I didn't think I went too bad in Maths on Thursday, however I ended up getting 39% (for the extension level, mind you) :(
But do you know what? I don't care about that. Mr T is a bullshit teacher anyway. And yes, as Jarred says, "You can't blame the teacher.", but I disagree. I think this case is an exception. Our whole class average has gone down since Mr B left. *rant rant rant rant* I could continue to rant, but then I would turn into every other LJer on the planet, and I don't want that.
(Although the interesting thing is, when he was walking around after science showing everyone their marks, I note that I am still middle of the class. I find this amusing, though I suppose this strange happening is due the fact that I came 2nd top in the whole year for my maths investigation, after Tao. lmao. So I guess that means I'll be getting a B this year, which I will be happy with :D)
Ever since Fame, no, year seven, I guess you could say, I have always tried out for plays but never got in. Fame, Grease, Cloudstreet, you name it. I have therefore learnt not to aim too high for things, to save myself from the hurt that comes with failing. Of course I tried out for Away, though, two weeks ago, because how could I not? So, you know, recess on Friday Mr P put up those who had made it into the play. I meandered over there, with my expectations purposely low, and to my suprise my name was up there, next to the character of Gwen. Gwen also happens to be one of the main-er parts.
HOWEVER, due to my getting into the play, many doubts have surfaced. I.e. what if I'm really not good enough to be in it at all? Perhaps I was just the person they felt sorry for and so put me this time because it's my last year that I'm eligible to get in it. Am I sure I'm saying this correctly? etc etc etc etc. Which sucks. But I'll deal with it. Mrs P and I will work through them together o.0
Dad just bought a projecter yesterday, and it's going to be put where this computer is at the moment. It's huge, I swear, just like in the movies. I get a neckache if I watch it for too long, though. Maybe I should move the couch back a bit.
But do you know what? I don't care about that. Mr T is a bullshit teacher anyway. And yes, as Jarred says, "You can't blame the teacher.", but I disagree. I think this case is an exception. Our whole class average has gone down since Mr B left. *rant rant rant rant* I could continue to rant, but then I would turn into every other LJer on the planet, and I don't want that.
(Although the interesting thing is, when he was walking around after science showing everyone their marks, I note that I am still middle of the class. I find this amusing, though I suppose this strange happening is due the fact that I came 2nd top in the whole year for my maths investigation, after Tao. lmao. So I guess that means I'll be getting a B this year, which I will be happy with :D)
Ever since Fame, no, year seven, I guess you could say, I have always tried out for plays but never got in. Fame, Grease, Cloudstreet, you name it. I have therefore learnt not to aim too high for things, to save myself from the hurt that comes with failing. Of course I tried out for Away, though, two weeks ago, because how could I not? So, you know, recess on Friday Mr P put up those who had made it into the play. I meandered over there, with my expectations purposely low, and to my suprise my name was up there, next to the character of Gwen. Gwen also happens to be one of the main-er parts.
HOWEVER, due to my getting into the play, many doubts have surfaced. I.e. what if I'm really not good enough to be in it at all? Perhaps I was just the person they felt sorry for and so put me this time because it's my last year that I'm eligible to get in it. Am I sure I'm saying this correctly? etc etc etc etc. Which sucks. But I'll deal with it. Mrs P and I will work through them together o.0
Dad just bought a projecter yesterday, and it's going to be put where this computer is at the moment. It's huge, I swear, just like in the movies. I get a neckache if I watch it for too long, though. Maybe I should move the couch back a bit.