What are little girls made of? Sugar and spice and all things NICE.
I've had nothing spectacular happen, really. I managed to complete two essays in a free, both my Ethics essay and the Media essay which I had wrote a little on last night. I printed them both off with relative ease also, which was a slight shock given the situation which I often find myself in where I'm being told to 'log off now and go somewhere else to work', which by the way did actually happen due to the rude Mr Corbett commenting that a class was coming in. 'So what?!'I've often felt like saying in an arrogant manner, 'Don't you know I'm a sixth former, or does that mean nothing these days?!'
As cliché as this may sound, I often wish Mr Glover were the Head of our school/sixth form again because he placed more of an emphasis on helping young adults about to embark upon their A Levels before leaving for University, rather than focussing solely and basing all of the priorities on the kids. I understand that there needs to be some kind of balance, but I genuinely think that Mr Glover cared more for us, everyone of us, while as Van Cauwelaert just seems to care more for the lower school, which doesn't really serve to benefit us, more's the pity. But I guess he figured that's where Mr Bulman comes in, which although true, may not always be the best way to handle things. But I guess somebody has to do it. But when Glover was in charge, the sixth form library area was used solely for sixth formers, there was never any classes coming in and doing work in there. If we ever wanted to do I.T work or needed to use a computer, it was always done in a separate I.T room in the school or in the main part of the library. I actually remember a time when the other half of the library was cordoned off for sixth form students only and *God forbid* you should ever set foot into the sixth form computer area. Oh how times have changed. That was only seven years ago...
My driving lesson today did not go too well, more's the pity. I was feeling incredibly unfocussed and not very sharp, although I did manage to do my manouveres alright, everything else just went to pot. Shame because I felt like I was doing very well for myself in my last lesson, I even went to Runcorn and all sorts. Oh well, life is like that I suppose.
Things on my mind at present:
x Dan <333
x Shopping
x The suicide attempt of Katy Harris in Coronation Street
x Driving
x Jehovah's Witnesses (yes they came back to my house again today, only this time they called for my father and to give me some extra magazines, 'Science and the Bible- Do They Contradict Each Other?' and 'Awake!- Helping Teens in Trouble', arggggh)
x Sex
x Reading, I've nearly finished 'The Age of Innocence'.
x Eating. I've only just ate and I already want more crackers. Something is seriously wrong with me.
As cliché as this may sound, I often wish Mr Glover were the Head of our school/sixth form again because he placed more of an emphasis on helping young adults about to embark upon their A Levels before leaving for University, rather than focussing solely and basing all of the priorities on the kids. I understand that there needs to be some kind of balance, but I genuinely think that Mr Glover cared more for us, everyone of us, while as Van Cauwelaert just seems to care more for the lower school, which doesn't really serve to benefit us, more's the pity. But I guess he figured that's where Mr Bulman comes in, which although true, may not always be the best way to handle things. But I guess somebody has to do it. But when Glover was in charge, the sixth form library area was used solely for sixth formers, there was never any classes coming in and doing work in there. If we ever wanted to do I.T work or needed to use a computer, it was always done in a separate I.T room in the school or in the main part of the library. I actually remember a time when the other half of the library was cordoned off for sixth form students only and *God forbid* you should ever set foot into the sixth form computer area. Oh how times have changed. That was only seven years ago...
My driving lesson today did not go too well, more's the pity. I was feeling incredibly unfocussed and not very sharp, although I did manage to do my manouveres alright, everything else just went to pot. Shame because I felt like I was doing very well for myself in my last lesson, I even went to Runcorn and all sorts. Oh well, life is like that I suppose.
Things on my mind at present:
x Dan <333
x Shopping
x The suicide attempt of Katy Harris in Coronation Street
x Driving
x Jehovah's Witnesses (yes they came back to my house again today, only this time they called for my father and to give me some extra magazines, 'Science and the Bible- Do They Contradict Each Other?' and 'Awake!- Helping Teens in Trouble', arggggh)
x Sex
x Reading, I've nearly finished 'The Age of Innocence'.
x Eating. I've only just ate and I already want more crackers. Something is seriously wrong with me.