I hate my school. I really really do ( Read more... )

There is some girl who walks home along Plough Lane, who happens to be in Set 2 for Maths. She was walked in front of us today, and Alex and I both noticed something ( Read more... )

I don’t like my D.T teacher ( Read more... )

Last music lesson, we were told we could bring in CDs of our choice. Jennie brought in Goldfrapp, and we decided to play ‘Twist’ and ‘Strict Machine ( Read more... )

After the whole hair fiasco (in which the train was late, the hair appointment was cancelled, tom got lost in Sutton, and my mum used a lot of colourful words which I have *never* heard her use before) I went home and started to make my tea ( Read more... )

You revise *all* weekend and late into the night on Sunday for a French Test the following Monday. You are then ill, and don't go into school, and miss said French Test which you have wasted all of three days revising for ( Read more... )

"How did you get out of the assessment ( Read more... )

2-1
We are winning!!
*screams with joy*

Come On England!!

It wasn't a particularly boring lesson, but I just felt my lids drooping all lesson...and then I fell asleep. Mevan's mobile ringing woke me up, which she consequently got conviscated a moment afterwards. But it's strange as I had a decent-ish sleep last night, and although I had mucked up my body clock by sleeping over at Shona's and getting about ( Read more... )