today

Feb 16, 2005 20:49

We started back school today. Maths first. He gave us a short talk on how some people did really well some people did very badly, some people did as expected, some did better and some did worse. Ok so no joking or being modest here, I have actually failed maths, the thing is im not sure where i am place. Obviously not better than expected but you know, out of the other two. I am bad at maths, I can't help it, I try, I tried soooo hard for this prelim. I guess thats why it's gonne hurt a bit more this year. Last year I was stupid for the prelims and did minimal revision although i passed pretty much everything. This year I worked so hard but my chances of passing are so low. It's possible to be expected to do badly and do badly, but it also possible to be expected to do badly and to do even worse. Time will tell.
Modern Studies was indescript really. Miss MacGreggor was off so we had scary Mrs Grant which means it was a period of silent work. Politics really isn't as exciting as it sounds.
Double english. Mrs Henry... how would one describe her... a nice yet scary leprachaun. She is irish and smells a bit but is a nice enough women, at least she seems to be one of the only teachers that has picked up no the fact that the barbies arent actually perfect.
Lunchtime. We all went to St Leonards square and i bought a huge bag of Chili Sensations and orange juice and had a very healthy lunch. Needless to say I wasn't in the mood for cellery. Grant has this thing where he won't breathe in a tunnel, he runs through them, he says they smell. It's a shame really but some of us thought it funny tostop him from running and force him to breathe. What worries me is how much he pannicks becasue really its a smell, ok not so pleasant but still just the same, only a smell. His reaction is so err.. extravegant that it worries me. Also although the tunnels smell like pee and numerous other bodily excretions, I can't help but think that maybe they are polluting hte air in there so much that there's no room for the lovely horrible gases from factories and perhaps that air is better for you. Just a thought.
Double History. This really is as exciting as it sounds. Actually I quite like history, I'm not very good at it but it is the mos interresting of all my subjects, and seems to be one I can hold a discussion about without feeling embarassed too many times. Mrs Grant is scary. She's nice sometimes, when she is in a good mood but often she is not. Then she is scary. She was not in a good mood about the Liberals' prelims she had read over, aparently they were not of a good standard. I wonder what she'll say when she gets to labour... or nationalism....

My mum is annoying me... I won't go into it but Baaaaaaaaah!
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