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Okay, lots has happened since I've last updated so I'll try and go through this on order.
SATs
Okay, so the good part was the getting-up-late-going-home-early thing. I did like that, and think I may have slept better than usual. The exams themselves went... okay, overall. Science 1 was easy, Science 2 was hard. Maths was hard, 'cept for the mental test which was a piece of cake. Umm, I think I did okay on Enlgish comprehension, and pretty well on the Shakespeare, if the exam-marker ignores the fact that I didn't actualy answer the question and started ranting on about how everyone was so sexist. So, I reckon I'll scrape sevens in everything, which I'm pretty happy with.
D of E
So, after SATs on Friday, Maria, Sian, ,Jo Godders, Gemma and I all went to Nando's and then shopping to buy powdered milk. And my mother's birthday present (her birthday was on Sunday). So, the train to D of E was fun and we were a pretty good group (me, Maria, Gemma, Fiona, Jo and Melissa). Well, better than the other groups anyway, who all brought Pot Noodle. Yech. We had pasta for dinner the first night. It was disgusting. One batch was raw and crunchy, and the other was overcooked and had melded together into a sort of gluey paste. And the milk powder smelt odd so we through it on the fire and made it go poof.
The next day Maria, Jo and I got up at quarter to five and went for a jog around the field. It was oddly refreshing, 'cause we could see the resevoir at dawn and there was mist gliding over the surface and it look so surreal. It was beautiful. And we cooked breakfast for everyone. Breakfast was by far the most successful meal of all 'cause we had pancakes and scones and Frusli bars and hot cross buns. And we got to walk with Hogan up[ until the first checkpoint, and then by ourselves for the rest of it. I managed to read a map. Go me! And we spent a lovely half an hour wandering through fields of bulls, down steep hills and through forests that I've been told that we weren't supposed to be in. We had lunch at the second checkpoint, which consisted of soggy couscous (cooked that morning) and flapjacks. And Soothers. Ah yes, those Soothers saved my life. Everyone else was eating icky energy tablets and I went and bought my lovely drug. ^_^ Anyways, after that checkpoint, we got horribly lost because we weren't actually supposed the go the way our compass told us, so we ended up soaking wet, ducking under a wire to hike up a hill, hoping that we weren't going to be shot for trespassing (which it turned out we weren't doing). We got helped by a guy in a tweed hat and still got back to the campsite before the minibus.
We thought we'd followed the map to the wrong field, because our campsite was filled with about a thousand weirdo American women and their six-year-olds. I still don't know why they were there.
In the night, our tent was attacked by geese.
Everyone was wet and the grass was wet and our boots were wet, so everyone put in dry socks and tied plastic bags around their feet to walk around in. Maria had an allergic reaction to her footbags. Since our socks were soaking, Joanna had the clever idea of frying our socks. We singed some of them, but at least we had dry socks.
Of course, this entire experience would have lovely pictures for you to look at but I lost my camera on the trip and only discovered it at the bottom of my bag when I was unpacking at home. So here's a loverly picture of Morgan and Maria that I took at the 'revision picnic' in Hyde Park.
Everything else
My mum's birthday went well. She liked my present (£10 HMV voucher, since I couldn't find her Pet Sounds on CD - we only have it on vinyl in my house) and my dad bought her one of the best chocolate cakes in the world. It's Thorntons and has shavings of chocolate on the top and truffles and gooey sweet icing in the middle... *drools*
I managed to catch the end of the Doctor Who. I think this might be one of my favourite episodes so far. I love it when they go into the past. I just find it so sweet that she calls him 'my lonely angel'. Does anyone konw where I can find any icons since I'm crap at making them myself?
Ooh, ooh, and Peter Pan! Pretty, pretty, so very pretty! With some of the shittiest special effects but still very pretty. I think I like it as a film, but not as Peter Pan, because it isn't Peter Pan. (I do belive in fairies, I do, I do!) Gumi has vowed to make an accurate film of Peter Pan someday.
And at school today the Harvinator told us that we would be starting our GCSE coursework next lesson. Science coursework?! WTF??? Is a break too much to ask?! T__T
But I am good at the moment. Amy, how come you weren't at school today? Ill? Too tired? I hope the weddding and your confirmation went well though.
SATs
Okay, so the good part was the getting-up-late-going-home-early thing. I did like that, and think I may have slept better than usual. The exams themselves went... okay, overall. Science 1 was easy, Science 2 was hard. Maths was hard, 'cept for the mental test which was a piece of cake. Umm, I think I did okay on Enlgish comprehension, and pretty well on the Shakespeare, if the exam-marker ignores the fact that I didn't actualy answer the question and started ranting on about how everyone was so sexist. So, I reckon I'll scrape sevens in everything, which I'm pretty happy with.
D of E
So, after SATs on Friday, Maria, Sian, ,Jo Godders, Gemma and I all went to Nando's and then shopping to buy powdered milk. And my mother's birthday present (her birthday was on Sunday). So, the train to D of E was fun and we were a pretty good group (me, Maria, Gemma, Fiona, Jo and Melissa). Well, better than the other groups anyway, who all brought Pot Noodle. Yech. We had pasta for dinner the first night. It was disgusting. One batch was raw and crunchy, and the other was overcooked and had melded together into a sort of gluey paste. And the milk powder smelt odd so we through it on the fire and made it go poof.
The next day Maria, Jo and I got up at quarter to five and went for a jog around the field. It was oddly refreshing, 'cause we could see the resevoir at dawn and there was mist gliding over the surface and it look so surreal. It was beautiful. And we cooked breakfast for everyone. Breakfast was by far the most successful meal of all 'cause we had pancakes and scones and Frusli bars and hot cross buns. And we got to walk with Hogan up[ until the first checkpoint, and then by ourselves for the rest of it. I managed to read a map. Go me! And we spent a lovely half an hour wandering through fields of bulls, down steep hills and through forests that I've been told that we weren't supposed to be in. We had lunch at the second checkpoint, which consisted of soggy couscous (cooked that morning) and flapjacks. And Soothers. Ah yes, those Soothers saved my life. Everyone else was eating icky energy tablets and I went and bought my lovely drug. ^_^ Anyways, after that checkpoint, we got horribly lost because we weren't actually supposed the go the way our compass told us, so we ended up soaking wet, ducking under a wire to hike up a hill, hoping that we weren't going to be shot for trespassing (which it turned out we weren't doing). We got helped by a guy in a tweed hat and still got back to the campsite before the minibus.
We thought we'd followed the map to the wrong field, because our campsite was filled with about a thousand weirdo American women and their six-year-olds. I still don't know why they were there.
In the night, our tent was attacked by geese.
Everyone was wet and the grass was wet and our boots were wet, so everyone put in dry socks and tied plastic bags around their feet to walk around in. Maria had an allergic reaction to her footbags. Since our socks were soaking, Joanna had the clever idea of frying our socks. We singed some of them, but at least we had dry socks.
Of course, this entire experience would have lovely pictures for you to look at but I lost my camera on the trip and only discovered it at the bottom of my bag when I was unpacking at home. So here's a loverly picture of Morgan and Maria that I took at the 'revision picnic' in Hyde Park.
Everything else
My mum's birthday went well. She liked my present (£10 HMV voucher, since I couldn't find her Pet Sounds on CD - we only have it on vinyl in my house) and my dad bought her one of the best chocolate cakes in the world. It's Thorntons and has shavings of chocolate on the top and truffles and gooey sweet icing in the middle... *drools*
I managed to catch the end of the Doctor Who. I think this might be one of my favourite episodes so far. I love it when they go into the past. I just find it so sweet that she calls him 'my lonely angel'. Does anyone konw where I can find any icons since I'm crap at making them myself?
Ooh, ooh, and Peter Pan! Pretty, pretty, so very pretty! With some of the shittiest special effects but still very pretty. I think I like it as a film, but not as Peter Pan, because it isn't Peter Pan. (I do belive in fairies, I do, I do!) Gumi has vowed to make an accurate film of Peter Pan someday.
And at school today the Harvinator told us that we would be starting our GCSE coursework next lesson. Science coursework?! WTF??? Is a break too much to ask?! T__T
But I am good at the moment. Amy, how come you weren't at school today? Ill? Too tired? I hope the weddding and your confirmation went well though.