Crap, bugger, arse, satan and all his little wizards!

Stupid, idiotic Martin has found this blog.

CRAP CRAP CRAP AND QUADRUPLE CRAP.

He's a total idiot. He has been "bullying" me for two years, and to start with I always got upset, but now it's completely ludicrous now, because his idea of insulting me is repeating whatever I say in a very high-pitched squeal. Two years and he's thought of nothing. Nothing!

What an imbecile.

Pah. Without the figures of Teddy and Mike he doesn't do anything. They influence him, which is a bit of a shame for it has ruined his independence, but it's his fault for doing what they say and being taken in by their stupidness.

Martin, if you're reading, IT'S NEVER TOO LATE!

Whew. It's frickin' freezing in here. The only source of warmth I have is my laptop, which is growing cooler by the minute.

Dum de dum...apfels.

Dum de dum...dum...DUM...*thinks desperately*

Genuine quotes from Pate's pupils:

"Keep your sockware AWAY FROM MY FACE!"

"So is there any proof? Chocolate, chocolate, chocolate NOOOO! I am trying to enlighten you my child, so SHUT UP!"

"WWWWWWHHHOOOOAAAAAA!"

(The reply to a year 11 saying, go away you little shits)
"You've hurt my brain!"

"Are you a lesbian? Are you sure? Sure? Are you sure? Absolutely sure? Positive? Are you sure?"

(And, when the questionee says very sure...)

"Nyeah, I know you're lying."

(Apparently Ed Noble said...)

"Rape is no matter unless you're a raping clown."

(I've heard Tim say this about six times)

"So I still get to twat Beal, right...?"

Links doneeeee!

Huzzah!

Haha. As I speak Tash and Kat are setting up their own blogs. Hurrah! Although I suspect that it is just so they can comment on mine, and will never post. Ho hum.

Am writing this in the I.C.T lesson. Have just finished filling my dreamweaver page with links. YESS! I am a computer genius, dude.

Lalala. Not a bad day so far. Have Games after lunch, which last year I'd be maoning and wailing and beating myself over the head with the frozen kipper, but now we're doing basketball, it's actually FUN. Which is good, obviously. Just shows how times change.

*checks clock* Fifteen more minutes till I can snaffle grapes off people. Yay!

Katherine is now posting. And Tash is...OK, her blog has gone mad.

I see things that other people can't see...

The Awakening 3 is out, HURRAH! And as predicted, it is brilliant, especially the ending. Brilliant!

My Mum's birthday today. Went out with her and dad and Gerald and Deborah to sunday lunch, and then I made a birthday cake ALL BY MYSELF! That sounds like an easy feat, but for me it is a BIG achievment. Hurrah!

Hmm...*thinks*

Grr...no go on the thinking front...

*Muffins*

Oh, I know! I've got something I'm going to say calmly, serenely, and only one.

STOP ADVERTISING ON MY BLOG!
STOP ADVERTISING ON MY BLOG!
STOP ADVERTISING ON MY BLOG!
STOP ADVERTISING ON MY BLOG!
STOP ADVERTISING ON MY BLOG!
STOP ADVERTISING ON MY BLOG!
STOP ADVERTISING ON MY BLOG!
STOP ADVERTISING ON MY BLOG!
STOP ADVERTISING ON MY BLOG!
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STOP ADVERTISING ON MY BLOG!
STOP ADVERTISING ON MY BLOG!
STOP ADVERTISING ON MY BLOG!
STOP ADVERTISING ON MY BLOG!
STOP ADVERTISING ON MY BLOG!

*pleasantly* Right, I'm glad that's settled. Comment to advertise and I kill you. Literally, just kill you.

Sweet dreams!

Well, the deed is done. The first day is over with. Got my wonderful new timetable with all my fave subjects on it (except for RE, Science, Maths). Sat on the stage. Had several talks about GCSEs. Had English with Ms Reid. Had Physics with Mr Cooper. Met 10P. Went home completely shattered and fell asleep on the sofa.

Hmm.

I stayed exhausted for a while; Mum and Dad said it was because I'd totally disrupted my sleeping patterns, which is true. Today seemed a million hours long. Anyway, it wasn't such a bad day really, and I perked up considerably after having a delicious cheese and bacon and pasta bake with ice cream afterwards, and me and Dad and Mum commenting on how crap Mrs Mackenzie is.

Ahhh, how I love my parents...

Tomorrow I have History, Maths, Drama and either R.E or PSE. Great, crap, great (hopefully) and either crap or great. That's the beauty of the new timetables, there's hardly any really really bad days.

My teachers are as follows:

English: Ms Reid
Physics: Mr Cooper
German: Mrs Kirr
French: Ummm, I think I've got Mr Andrew
Chemistry: Mrs Jeanes
Biology: Mr Butcher (I'm hoping those two are the right way round...)
Maths: Mrs Wood (oh, wonderful...)
Drama: Mr O'Sullivan
IT: Miss Crick (who else?)
History: Mrs Ball

Sooo, only one old teacher, the rest are all new. To me, anyway. There's a score of new teachers but we don't have any. Well, 10P don't.

Hmmm...hope drama is OK.

Oh, blogger's block again. I'd better pack my afu ;wgtgu7efehjo.

Sorry, lazy fingers. Ciao!

*sigh*

So, I have reached this moment.

I've got the Long and Winding Road in my head, which is appropriate, kinda.

Don't leave me waiting here,
Lead me to your door.

The end of the holidays. It's funny, despite the fact that all supplies are in, bag has been purchased and packed, stuff thrown away and stored, lunch made and alarm set, it hasn't really sunk in that tomorrow is a school day. Well, it will tomorrow when I'm groaning and falling out of bed at 6:45 in the morning, while the alarm blares. I don't know what it is, but every time I set it it gets louder. *gives a shudder*

Good day today. Went to see Red Eye with me muckers at the cinema. It's sort of a cross between The PhoneBooth and Scream. Very very good. Also a superb moment before the film where I as stinkin bored by the adverts, and there was suddenly an advert for new dramas on ITV, and just as I was about to fall asleep, I find myself looking into the eyes of DAVID TENNANT!!!

I was squealing my head off, annoying many people in the process. Problem is, he was only on screen for a moment, so I don't know which out of the many dramas he is in. I'll have to watch ITV for ages until I find him. The wonderful, non-sad and non-obsessive life I lead...

Going to bed early tonight, which means I probably won't get to sleep until about two in the morning, or later.

Had a wonderful female bonding session with mum tonight in which we both pranced around the kitchen singing Beatles songs. Funfunfun. We both discovered we have a mutual hatred of Hey, Jude. My favourites are: All you need is love, Love Me Do, The Ballad of John and Yoko, and Daytripper.


Tried to please her/she only played one night stands.

Nothing you can say, but you can learn how to be you inside/It's easy...all you need is love...

Christ, you know it ain't easy/you know how hard it can be./ The way things are goin'/they're gonna crucify me.

Someone to love, somebody new./Someone to love, someone like you.

Ah, classics. Anyway, better go now. Next time I talk to you I will have been reinstated into the school...um...life.

I leave you with one quote from a song, from the movie Scream, which in which I hope you will find cheer...





Schoooooolll's out! For! Summa!

Ah, wonderful Friends...both kinds...

Sorry for the exceptionally boring post the other day, but 8 out of 10 Cats is awesome.

Anywaaay, have had a good week. Happened to meet Max, Cieran and Simon in town and spent the day with them, which was surprisingly fun. Well, I was bought a drink and cheesy fries, so sock!

Ho hum. Only a few days until school starts. I have mixed feelings towards this, because of the whole GCSE thing, which does sound kinda scary, if the blogs from my friendy-wendys are anything to go by. Still, I knew I would be at this stage eventually. No more Geography. Oh, how heartbreaking.....

It's funny, I was expecting it to be a whole, big reunion with my friends, but it turns out I've seen them all already. Well, all of my close friends. Except Katherine. Out of the 30, I have seen...eight. Hmm. Perhaps not that many.

I wish I could remember who I was in a class with. All I can remember is I'm with Katherine, Tash, Amber Smith (which didn't exactly thrill me) and Dominic (which is truly awful, end quote.)

I can't honestly say I'm going to miss being in a class with most of the boys. Chris, Dan, Mike, Teddy, Martin etc. And Adam as well. But no more Hannah and Lucy and Diana and...well, maybe Chloe...*sniff*

Well they ight be in lanaguage classes with me. I'm the only one out of the seven of us doing drama, which is a pity. Still, no matter, give me a chance to make some new friends. There are some people in Year 9 I don't think I've ever talked to. It is my mission to do so. And...NO MORE CONTACT WITH THE HORRIBLE BOYS IN YEAR 9!!! *Does a celebration dance* Because there is NO MORE D.T! *does a doubly energetic celebration dance*

They're not all horrible. Sam and Joel aren't. I suppose Adam's OK, except for the truly annoying songs and stuff. Still, each to their own.

*Sigh*

Amy is back. HURRAH! I have missed her blog entries. Although her recent ones have gone very neurotic and depressing. Amy, lighten up!

Tomorrow my brother is having a big party, which means that my parents have conveniently managed to escape for the evening, which means that the loud, incessantly thumping music, snogging couples in the hallway (well, that's just a prediction) and smoking in the garden will be in abundance. And I'll be there too. Perfect! Which means I won't be able to watch my Friday night TV quota (Friends, Scrubs, My Family, The Simpsons, and Bromwell High), unless the hoardes of teenagers stay out of the Living Room. Which is unlikely.

Still, it may be interesting in its own way. I might see people I recognise. Actually, that's probably unlikely as well since I never recognise any of Joe's friends. They're OK, I suppose. Last party Joe had they said hi to me, and a girl came and talked to me for a while, although Joe said afterwards that she'd had a lot to drink. Hmm. Not very encouraging when you realise the only person who's been friendly to you is pissed, is it?

So, back to school. Year 10. Different classes for GCSE subjects. Maths sets. Very probably Mrs Wood (oh joy of joys). A class with Amber and Dominic and many other different people. New drama classes. A score of new teachers. German and French GCSE. English, Maths, Science, History, German, French, Drama, P.E, R.E and P.S.E.






BRING IT ON!