I want a permanent account but I'm too poor
Reports were out today, and my teachers all love me. Which is a surprise, because I was expecting Ms. Syd to say I need to consult the teachers more, and I tend to mouth off at Mrs. Griffith about why no one's paying attention. Might type up the comments later if I get really bored.
I'm really annoyed though! In the front of your report are your schoolish extracurriculars, and they've put down "Australian Science Competition, Teal".
WHERE IS MY DEBATE COACHING?
Come on, I've spent half my life (read: one to three lunchtimes and maybe an interval a week for the last term) coaching that lot, and they don't acknowledge it!
Grr.
I have accordingly complained to Ms. Pidduck (who, despite this mishap, is an extremely cool teacher - as HOD English, we got to have all the leftover unclaimed Shakespeare food/props).
Actually the weirdest part is that Ms. Watson has somehow put down that I'm passing performance. Maybe it's to make me feel better. Maybe she's assuming I'll pass another one at next performance date.
Speaking of performances, anyone who's bored in the holidays should come to North City Shopping Center at 1PM on Wednesday the fourth of July, especially as next year I'll be too old to sing there. I'm likely doing Only Hope by Mandy Moore. I don't know, I had a sing through most of one of my instrumental CDs and I was like "hey, I might actually be able to pull this off". And heaven knows I have trouble with ballads.
Weird day today. Apparently two girls from our school got hit by cars. One at lunchtime at New World, one some time during fifth period. What the hell, man. It was just not a good day for Wellington Girls and traffic. It was, on the other hand, an excellent day for me and freeloading food.
I rocked on up to the careers office at lunchtime today to get some more American uni information, as there's been stuff in the notices about it. Unfortunately I got horribly intimidated by their filing system and didn't want to take the one!brochures (one and brochures are both there because there was one per school) there in case an actual Year 13 wanted them, and ended up getting Massey!communications and Otago stuff instead. Oops.
If I were eligible, I'd totally be bored enough to enter this. Harhar.
I'm having a bit of insecurity over my Katherine Mansfield entry. (Which was actually just a short story I wrote out of nostalgia and staying up too late thinking too much and then decided to enter for the hell of it.) So if anyone would like to read it?
...and you know what else I'm too poor for? The ball. Fifty dollars?!! Shall have to inform mother.
I'm really annoyed though! In the front of your report are your schoolish extracurriculars, and they've put down "Australian Science Competition, Teal".
WHERE IS MY DEBATE COACHING?
Come on, I've spent half my life (read: one to three lunchtimes and maybe an interval a week for the last term) coaching that lot, and they don't acknowledge it!
Grr.
I have accordingly complained to Ms. Pidduck (who, despite this mishap, is an extremely cool teacher - as HOD English, we got to have all the leftover unclaimed Shakespeare food/props).
Actually the weirdest part is that Ms. Watson has somehow put down that I'm passing performance. Maybe it's to make me feel better. Maybe she's assuming I'll pass another one at next performance date.
Speaking of performances, anyone who's bored in the holidays should come to North City Shopping Center at 1PM on Wednesday the fourth of July, especially as next year I'll be too old to sing there. I'm likely doing Only Hope by Mandy Moore. I don't know, I had a sing through most of one of my instrumental CDs and I was like "hey, I might actually be able to pull this off". And heaven knows I have trouble with ballads.
Weird day today. Apparently two girls from our school got hit by cars. One at lunchtime at New World, one some time during fifth period. What the hell, man. It was just not a good day for Wellington Girls and traffic. It was, on the other hand, an excellent day for me and freeloading food.
I rocked on up to the careers office at lunchtime today to get some more American uni information, as there's been stuff in the notices about it. Unfortunately I got horribly intimidated by their filing system and didn't want to take the one!brochures (one and brochures are both there because there was one per school) there in case an actual Year 13 wanted them, and ended up getting Massey!communications and Otago stuff instead. Oops.
If I were eligible, I'd totally be bored enough to enter this. Harhar.
I'm having a bit of insecurity over my Katherine Mansfield entry. (Which was actually just a short story I wrote out of nostalgia and staying up too late thinking too much and then decided to enter for the hell of it.) So if anyone would like to read it?
...and you know what else I'm too poor for? The ball. Fifty dollars?!! Shall have to inform mother.