I wrote about my day on June 2nd but never actually got around to posting it. I gave up after lunch and did not write about the two lessons that I had in the afternoon so I attempted to write about them myself just now. Unfortunately, my memory is not as good.
I had English today. We had one of our speaking and listening tasks today. I was just horrible. It was a role-play and I am unable to express myself in the ways I would like to verbally. I just get embarrassed and made constant eye contact with Michelle (my partner), as I was too embarrassed to look anywhere else (i.e. at my teacher).
Miss Stone (she's very cool and I think she speaks to my biology teacher) informed us that we would have a group discussion at some point and perhaps give a talk to a group on a hobby or something along those lines. She said she wouldn't make us do it in front of the class and refused to call it a speech because a speech sounds unnecessarily scary.
I believe she also commented on how "this doesn't matter in the great cosmic scheme of things" as she was writing on the board. I believe she was commenting on how the SATs or our speaking and listening weren't that big of a deal. She made sure it was clear to us that she cares more about the teacher assessment than the SATs marks because the examiner could be "freaky" and mark higher or lower. God knows what she was on about then. I pay attention in class and thus remember stupid things such as the example I just gave.
After that, I had design and technology where I demonstrated my inability to draw straight lines and saw in a straight line. Fortunately, I managed to tidy up my product a little by sanding all of the edges, which made it looks substantially straighter. I hacked a chunk out at one place on it so that looks awful. I painted it and it looks terrible. There’s a tree (á la a four-year-old child) with red splodges on ("apples"). I have a terrible cloud, a child-like sun with extravagant sunbeams and a funny shaped cloud. The only saving grace is the grass that is just a rectangular shaped block of colour. The sky is navy and completely unrealistic. In short, things aren't looking too good for my design and technology product. I am going to take this moment to be thankful that I am not taking the subject next year. Design and technology was a double lesson with break time in between and lunchtime afterwards.
I ate my lunch in the quad today. It wasn't as nice as I had imagined but I put that down to the fact I was not sitting on the bench I had intended to and the weather wasn't fabulously sunny. Also, the trees I had imagined being there were absent. As you can tell, I spent quite some time visualizing this. It looked better in my mind.
Fifteen minutes into lunch, I decided that I had finished eating and decided to walk around a bit. I walked through the English corridor, looking in all the windows. A bunch of year eights were in room 11 and for some odd reason (I’ve noticed this more than once), my English teacher was rocking back and forth whilst eating and reading a newspaper. She strikes me as odd sometimes. Anyway, I walked through the English corridor and to the newly defaced ramp, which was empty. I circled the south block before walking up the steps, taking a right and noticing that the bench I had intended to sit on was occupied. I walked closer to the building, tied my shoelaces a bit better and walked in through the other door to the English corridor (where my form room is). Mrs Lynette (who is married to Mr Lynette, head of French) gave me a tight smile. It was lovely because the sixth formers and year elevens are not in school or are in exams so no one attempted to remove me from said corridor.
After exiting the corridor, I went to the ramp again, discovering that Megan, Jenny and Abi were there. Matthew Lewis later arrived before leaving again. Jenny was sunburnt and informed me of the fact Hannah had kissed Rachel Stockton at camp, just days after breaking up with Scott and kissing Josh.
After lunch, I had information computer technology, a lesson that no teacher turned up to. I spend the duration of it doing absolutely nothing due to the teacher’s inability to turn up. We were told we could use Paint on the computer or make a poster using Microsoft Word but I felt that they were not nearly as stimulating as sitting around doing nothing.
I had mathematics last and, unfortunately, I cannot recall what happened then.
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