User:SmudgyHollz/My Online Diary:November 2010

9th November
I like Tuesdays; they are fun. Except for the waking up at 6:45 part obviously. And the going to school bit. Anyway, I had RMPS (Religious Moral and Philosophical Studies) first thing and got a yellow for my homework booklet. Inside was the comment; pages 8 and 18 haven't been done. When on earth did you tell us to do pages 8 and 18? The pages were just guessing the words as it turns out, so I don't get why she was so bothered that I'd somehow missed them out. After that we looked at Buddhism and Christianity. All I am saying is that Buddhism sounds very interesting and Christianity... Maybe it's just not my thing; though I do like the life after death part and the idea that somebody is always watching over you.

After RMPS was English, which was interesting. My personal reading book is The Subtle Knife and I love it! After personal reading we wrote letters of condolence from a character of our class book; Refugee Boy to the main character, Alem who's mother has just died *gasps!*. Didn't finish it, so I have to do it for tomorrow, as well as reading to chapter 18 of Refugee Boy.

Lunch was next. Somebody fell onto me. It was somebody that I used to go to school with. I had a sweet chilli chicken sandwich from the cold food section. Gosh do I hate lunch queue's! I spent half my lunch time in that dang line!! Then me and my best friend sat in different seats (wow!) but it wasn't a good choice of different seats. Silly rowdy boys sat next to us and it was especially awkward as the only one I actually knew (and I used to see his mum every day too) was sitting right next to me. I don't think he recognized me though. I also saw some old dude (in 6th year) that I knew and my dad likes (apparently because he plays football (soccer), though I'm not convinced that he does) but he goes on our bus every day. He's one of the only people who lets me out onto the aisle (my bus is full of pushy people who have a tendency to get suspended, and one person even got expelled from my school and got sent down to England) and accidentally hit me with a bag this morning. Me and my friend went down to G8 and played on the computer (I know!) for a while before going off our separate ways to our next classes.

I had Home Economics next and my friend had *shudders* PE (Gymnastics). Our teacher likes to go on about things. She is not half as bad as some of my teachers though. I'll tell you about them *grins evilly*;

Monday mornings are assembly. Yuck. I hate our head teacher. She makes us stand up and sit down unnecessarily and says in an unenthusiastic monotone drone Blah Academy is very exciting and we want you to be as ambitious as you can. Then there's that Reverent dude who blabs on about random stuff. During one assembly who did a talk about bow and arrows and finished it by saying and that's how God helps you to make the right decisions. At least he's not half as bad as Reverent Cook who made me and some others do something when we clunked things on tables and dropped bags of money.

Because they keep us in after the bell rings on assemblies we're all late for our next classes. Fortunately I have a very nice French teacher who taught my mum, dad and aunties and uncles! But she too is kind of mental and off subject. When a boy mentioned something about manly and womanly words, she took up half the lesson explaining about masculine and feminine words and the other half was taken up by her explaining about beefs, venison and porks running around in fields.

Then there's *cringes and glances around worriedly to make sure she's not in the room* my evil science teacher. This girl can do a creepily accurate impression of her; Well you can take a Level 1 now can't you?!. One boy went up to ask her if they had any homework because he had been ill and she yelled her head off at him, going on about asking his friends. Fortunately we didn't have homework. This lady gave me my first Level and made me run to the bus. See D1 is our science class room and its almost as far away from the buses as possible. She made us stay in and I had to run like a headless chicken all the way to the bus (I'd forgotten my mobile phone) and it was moving as I got onto it!! And apparently this older girl that I know says that she can hear her screaming at us from her classroom.

Enough about teachers and back to Home Ec. We wrote some stuff done and the lesson was over. We trudged up the stairs to art.

We drew stuff in art. And this really ... (I want to say sweet but he's a real boyish boy) won an art prize competition. I only like him because he picked me for his team in PE and I'm rubbish at PE, especially that particular day when my ears were blocked and my balance was very off. And I wasn't even close to the last choice which was even better!!

Art was the last class; a whole hour and twenty minutes of Idelle (or Walrus, as some people call her) leaning over me. She is ridiculously annoying! And by her nickname you can probably tell she's not pretty either. She's muddy brown with greasy hair, a nose that looks too big to be real, a chipped tooth and proper cat eyes. She is not fat, but she does have a "retarded" run. And she thinks feet is spelled freet and what is spelt wot. She cried for just about no reason at all in science and geography. I try to be nice to her but she likes to follow me and my friend around. I mean, me and my friend made a bet that if one of us went into the bathroom, she'd follow us. I went into the bathroom. And guess who went in after; Idelle! I really do try never to lose my temper with her but she is... arrgggg!! And I'm stuck with her going on about fluffy apples and candyfloss trees in half of my classes!!

So that's it from me. Apart from that I am trying to make more entries. And also that we found a stray kitten! My mum thinks we should put out food for it because it is so skinny.

10th November
Woo! I'm already getting better with my online diary.

I had Registration with The Witch and then hurried off to Music, dodging elbows, other body parts and school bags. Music was fine (apart from Miss Moore) because we were doing keyboard (an instrument I can actually play well) and playing some cheesy song called Cheeky Monkey. Martyn did not seem to enjoy himself, though. Like me, he is completely confuzzled by Miss Moore's weird left hand thing and he also had to play some kind of guitar which I can't remember the name of.

PE was next. Don't you think it's pointless having only one period of PE? You spend half the lesson getting changed and the other half tidying up! Anyway, we were playing ping pong with our nice PE teacher. My partner is very rough and I spent most of the game running off to catch the ball. I really do like (not the way you're thinking! just as a friend!) that small guy, Isaac. He was the only one that handed me the ping pong ball when it reached him. Unfortunately I managed to let it slip from my fingers and fall over my shoulder (I don't even know how it happened!) and the PE teacher gave it to me!

After PE I had Geography which was fine. The teacher is okay apart from the fact that she was in a bad mood. She was in an even worse mood when some dude walked past the classroom and threw the door open. You could hear her shouting at him and it was actually slightly scary.

Lunch was after. There is this new fruit-juice slushy machine at the cold food section and everybody wanted one. The line was actually out of the door. I bought a tuna sandwich and a slushy for £1.80 and the tuna sandwich was lumpy and the slushy was horrible! After me and my best friend went outside but it was freezing so we went back inside to play This and That. Because all of the teachers tell you to go outside if you stand around we decided to wander the corridors. Though we didn't wander as much as pace up and down and walk and be walked into by various people. One of which was my nice french (french is so a word! you lie computer!!) teacher, but that was kind of my fault too. My balance is still a bit off today and my leg feels all numb.

I had PSE (Personal and Social Education) after lunch. Some older kid called Arran did a talk on World War 1 and 2 and passed some stuff that he'd found around. Next we were supposed to be watching a video about being safe on the bus but our teacher couldn't get the sound to work on the computer so we ended up colouring in pictures of buses. There was one thing that I really thought the people of my bus should have looked at, not that it would have made any difference. At least two dudes (The Dude with the Big Hat and the Dude That's Really Weird) smoke, practically nobody wears seatbelts, some people don't even sit on the seats, they throw things about, move around and shout. And the bus is so rubbish too. We almost didn't get up the slope to school on Monday!

After PSE was English. I read The Subtle Knife for ten minutes and then we all went on to read Refugee Boy. Can't believe she chose Martyn to read but not me! I think only me, Isaac, Emily and Emma haven't read yet! Went to the library and was paired with Emma. We did a worksheet.

Caught the bus and then the minibus. But we really need to re-think the seating arrangements for the minibus because this boy had to get out onto my driveway so I could get out.

After a freezing trek up to my house, I settled down with some hot chocolate with marshmallows and squirty cream! Now I am writing this. I'll do some homework after some vegetable curry and then probably stay home alone while everybody else goes to my brother's parents evening. No big deal, I live in the middle of nowhere with three neighbours. Even the Tesco van driver who comes here every week has to ask for directions and a lot of people get lost getting here!

I am now wondering whether the stray kitten my mother saw was a run-away from my neighbours litter across the road. Last time I asked, they had eight cats but I thought they sold them all. Maybe they had more kittens!

11th November
Thursdays are good days because the next day is Friday and Fridays are brilliant days because the next day is Saturday.

Anyway, sat alone on the bus as usual. Had Registration as normal, sitting beside one of my good friends. Hated our Registration teacher like always. She really is terribly horrible.

Our first lesson was Science and for some reason, although I've been going to the same school for about 2 months, I went up the wrong staircase! They really should have plaques at each side of the corridor with arrows and underneath a list of all the classrooms each staircase leads to. So I had to run to Science and got there terribly out of breath but very much on time. I sat beside Jessica B and Idelle (not my seating choice). We spent the whole lesson making a poster about food sustainability. Jessica and I did a good job but Idelle stuck pompoms on the top of the page so it looked like they were floating. She made a big fuss that she wasn't psychic and she couldn't read our minds so she didn't know what to do. Of course I was like, you could of looked at the page and seen the lines where.

It was Break and I went to the Cantine. Emily had accidentally turned up to school with her bright pink pyjama top underneath her see-through white shirt. Icky, but not as bad as when Jessica M had forgotten to button up her shirt after PE. Fortunately the classroom was empty, apart from me!

Maths was next. Yucky maths with dog-hair Mrs Walker. But it's the only class I have with my best friend, so we always sit together. We did something that I can't actually remember, though I think it may have been... Gah, I really should pay more attention in the boring classes. It was Remembrance Day as I am sure you all know, so we were interrupted half way through to do two minutes silence.

Lunch was after Maths. I had a chicken and bacon sandwich and some water which costed a surprisingly cheap amount. Me and my best friend did a bit of wandering until the bell rang and we went off to our separate classes.

I had Craft, Design and Technology which was actually really fun! We were making coat hooks and all I had to do was sand my hooks down and plastic dip-coat them. My hooks were very noticeably not the same sizes, I put too much dip-coat on it and I got very dirty hands from using the weird grey paper. Meh. Nobody is perfect. At least I didn't actually touch my face with dirty hands. This boy my brother nicknamed (although he's never met him before) Ben "Funky" JBlahBlahn and Martyn did. It was funny when they attempted to wash it off their faces with paper towels (the sinks were in the classroom and I was waiting to wash my hands). Martyn had a huge blob of grey stuff all over one side of his face and when he tried to clean it up, he ended up spreading it all over his face. He was told about this.

History was after, and it was interesting. Jessica B made a huge fuss that Connor and Leo were being annoying to Mr MacKenzie so me and her got moved so we sat beside Christianne and Morwenna. Though it was only Connor that was being a pain, Leo was quiet and smart, so he was useful. Anyway, I researched Druids, who were religious leaders of Celtic tribes. We're making plays about the Celts and I play the Druid. This means I'm very important! :)

12th November
Friday! Hooray!!

I was driven down to the end of my road to catch the bus. We could see our breath inside the car. Freezing!

I had PE first thing. Boo! It was basketball, but I had thought it was social dance, so my hair was curly and I wore a nice-ish top. Anyway, Miss/Mrs Unknown (she never told us her name and its been about six weeks! we can't ask now!) made us do some shooting. Then she sorted us into groups of three. How come I was the only girl?! I was on the yellow team with Martyn and Isaac. Both of them are good players, so I was fairly confident when we went to do our first game.

We got thrashed. Halfway through, Martyn shouted,

"We are so un-organized!"

I completely agree with him. During the first three or so games, we were all over the place. After a break, we managed to pull ourselves together (kinda) and score a couple of hoops (goals?). On the second last game Isaac and Kyle managed to run each other down and then on the last game Isaac (accidentally) tripped Idelle over and she landed flat on her face. I think it was just me and Martyn who left without hurting somebody!

Modern Studies was next. During the whole of the first period, Ms McGrath talked. And talked. And talked. And I learnt nothing. Then PC Farrands (?) came in to talk to us about police. I managed to daydream through the whole presentation! Now that's something for me!

My enemies are now officially lunch lines and plastic cutlery. Ughhhh!!!!

French was after lunch. Our Friday teacher, Mrs Lowe, is very unpopular with the students. I now see why. Instead of moving the kids who were a problem, she moved us all and made us sit in alphabetical order. At least I got to sit with Morwenna, who's cool. My friend Billie, who I was originally sitting beside, had to sit with Murray. James ended up with annoying Megan B and Martyn got stuck with even more annoying Elsa. I could hear Elsa shouting,

"You cheater!", "You're stupid, I thought you were supposed to be smart!" and "I don't like you Martyn, can Megan swap seats with you?"

Mrs Lowe shouted and screamed at us (even though most of us weren't doing anything!) and made Pauleen cry. I don't like this Friday French teacher. Can't we have French on Monday and Thursday so we always get our nice teacher?

Maths was after. I like Miss Donald much better than Mrs Walker. I only got 2 questions wrong throughout the whole two periods! Woo! That's probably a record for me!

On the bus home Helen asked some little fat dude why he had two cups of juice. The dude replied, "It's paint." Then The Goat (I don't actually know his name!) butted in with, "That's what they drink in their family. Paint." Little Fat Dude goes, "Yeah, the black is liquorish flavour and the red is strawberry." And then they went on about paint and then the conversation turned to the Cantine.

"What's up with the school's Iron Bru?" Says The Goat.

"I know! It tastes like flat Iron Bru mixed with pineapple juice!" says Helen.

"So you've drunk flat Iron Bru with pineapple juice?" says The Goat.

"No, but I've had flat Iron Bru and I've had pineapple juice." says Helen.

"I wish the schools food wasn't so healthy. They probably make it with real iron!" says some retarded kid.

"Or they put carrots in it." Says The Goat.

"Yeah, that's probably why it tastes so s**t."

Seriously, if you want to learn some new words, hop onto our bus. You'll be able to write a dictionary of bad language. Maybe two; one for the minor "naughty words" and one for the proper "naughty words". Some of these kids should really wash their mouths out.

Unfortunately you won't just be able to hop onto our bus for five minutes. Just today, this girl was complaining that the "this bus drives all around the whole of f*****g A(Blah,Blah,Blah)shire."

13th November
Hello! It's Saturday, meaning I'm very happy! I'm even okay about the fact that I was woken at 07:48 in the morning - if it were a Sunday, I would not be at all pleased. Sundays are bad days - though this Sunday will be a good Sunday because the next two days are in-service days.

I have practically nothing apart for tidying my messy room for my cousin who will be sleeping on the bottom bunk of my bed. She is five and very cute! I listened to Demi Lovato and La Roux while doing this.

It was lunch time by the time I had finished so I had a boring onion humous and cheese sandwich.

Me and my dad then went to the shop. In the car my dad took out various tapes and picking up one of them, he says "This one's new and upbeat. I'm sure you'll like it." It's a tape! There's not going to be anything new on it!

And now I am here, waiting for my aunty, uncle and cousins to arrive.

Pretty boring day if you ask me!

17th November
I haven't been updating this in a while, I know. I've had guests and been invited to parties and everything!

Today, I set my alarm to early so I decided to lie on my bed and daydream. Not a good idea. I fell asleep... Luckily I woke up at 07:07 and managed to get ready on time. Just.

I had Music first. Miss Moore is a good teacher, but she dresses weirdly. She reminds me of a purple witch with no bra and lime green socks. My friend says that she wears the same outfit for three days. We were still doing that cheesy Cheeky Monkey song, but its so easy!!

PE was next. Me and Rachael are hopeless. And we were playing ping-pong. Just slows you how sporty we are!

Geography was after. Mrs Wilkinson was teaching us about glaciated valleys. Just like last week. And the week before that. For goodness sake, I know what a glaciated valley is and what its commonly used for! Can we do something interesting now?

For lunch I had a yummy chicken and mayo sandwich from the cold food section. I was sorely tempted by those fudge slices, but I didn't have enough money. Boo! The S4's were doing their exams so we had to be extra quiet in the halls - it was icily cold and stormy outside.

PSE was after lunch. We watched videos about being safe on buses. Wow! One Second, One Life was really something. There were three boxes; one with a boy and his friends on a bus, one with a mother making dinner in the kitchen and one of a man driving in a car. There was a countdown in the corner. The boy got off of the bus, didn't look both ways and there was a white flash. His mobile phone lay smashed on the ground. Policemen turned up at the mother's door...

The next DVD was of Carla's Story. The mother was saying how there was this jacket that Robyn always asked to wear and how she always said no because she would either never see it again or it would get ruined. Then the mother said she went to the garden centre for the day with the dad when they got a phone call. They were told that there had been an accident with the bus and to get home as soon as possible.

The mother said that she rushed home and saw Robyn lying on the ground. They took her to the hospital but there was so much damage to her skull that there was no way that she could survive. The mother and father had to wait with her for ten hours while her heart stopped.

True story.

After that PSE lesson, I was on my way to English. The corridors were full and my nice French teacher was walking by. The bell went off, and as I had thought I was early, I got a fright. I didn't realize that my Tesco boots didn't have any grip. I skidded forwards and stopped just before I fell. Ha ha! I felt like a big idiot!

English was fine. We read. We read another book. We re-drafted our letters. Then, as everybody was packing up, Mrs Renfrew asked me and Martyn to tidy up. Why us? We were at the back of the classroom. So we tidied everybody else's stuff up and just as we had finished the bell rang. I had to catch a bus! So we hurried back, Martyn falling over my chair (don't know how) and packed our own stuff. I was racing down the corridor to get the bus!!

18th November
You'll never guess what!! It was my mum's Birthday yesterday and inside her Birthday card she found two tickets to see Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows! We are going to the cinema on Saturday and I'm so excited that I'm bouncing up and down on my chair!

Science: Did a test. Reasonably easy. Hot room. Uncomfy chair.

Maths: Got a notes book. Wrote some notes. Did some algebra. Easy.

Lunch: Had another chicken and mayo sandwich - but with different bread! Me and my best friend bought Come as You Please Day tickets.

Craft, Design and Techie: I'd finished my peg so I did an evaluation sheet.

History: Got shouted at by another teacher. Continued writing our Celtic plays.

19th November
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows is out, finally! I'm going to see it tomorrow and then go shopping for a Christmas present for my friend who lives in America.

I woke up at 04:48 in the morning to this sound; drip, drip, drip. Can you guess what it was? No? It was my window. My window woke me up at such and unreasonable hour. Of course, because it was leaking, I had to get up. All of my school folders were on the window sill and luckily there was no damage done to my CD player. I put down some toilet paper to attempt to help save the wood, but that only made the dripping sound louder.

I really hate the feeling of being completely aware that I am awake when I should - want - to be sleeping. That's what I felt like when I went back to bed and I don't know if I even got any more sleep.

Because of the early morning incident, I was exhausted when I got up and had to choose my outfit since it was Come As You Please Day. It was raining rivers down my drive so my dad drove me down the road. When the bus came I stepped out of the car into a huge puddle and got drenched.

Since the S4 SQA exams were going on down in the Games Hall, everybody who had PE periods one and two had to meet at the Ski Centre. Idelle made me promise to meet her in the main corridor so we could walk there together. Guess what? She never turned up! So, feeling very hacked off with her, I had to run all the way to the Ski Centre in the pouring rain, carrying to very heavy bags.

My class was doing tubing and since I was late, everybody was up the slope before me. I couldn't have cared less though. It was so miserable and it started to snow towards the end. Yuck. The only good part of the whole lesson was when Kyle accidentally let go of his tube and it fell down the slope without him.

My friend Billie offered to let me put one of my bags in her locker since she had a lot of space and I was left lugging around a wet bag full of salapets and big boots. Unfortunately, Mr Gardener - who had arrived dressed as a gorilla - wouldn't let anybody down the PE corridor, so I was left with my bags. Instead, we sat in the lunch hall. I got a bottle of water from the vending machine and went away feeling rather annoyed. The bottles of water in the cold and hot food sections cost £1.45 were as the exact same bottle of water in the vending machine only cost 45p. The school is ripping us off and the vending machine is fighting against it (sometimes you get three of the same thing for the price of one and when you press the change button, you always get at least £2.00 even if you don't need change)!

Modern Studies was my next class. Snore. Miss McGrath does not help to keep me awake either - she does like to go on about things that nobody really cares about. Anyway, I paid 40p to stop early and we carried on drawing our posters about Police.

Somehow, even though we got away early, I was still out of the door when lining up to get lunch. Today I got a tuna mayo sandwich, a fudge slice and sat beside my best friend Mehnaj. Again, because it was Come as You Please day, they were doing all sorts of things for charity, and one of the things was waxing boys legs. It was happening on the stage so everybody could see them...

Instead of watching that I spent the whole lunch time watching this boy. He had chucked this juice box at the bin, but missed. He picked it up and tried again. Missed. Giving up, he picked it up and dropped it into the bin. Then the girl beside him threw something at the bin and it went in first time. The boy then started to chuck all of his stuff at the bin, but the forks, knives, packets and various other items all ended up on the floor and he had to crawl about picking them all up.

After lunch was French. We weren't screamed at as much this time, but we still had to sit in alphabetical order. We did something on school subjects and gosh our teacher is... umm... first of all she congratulated James for getting the wrong answer, then she praised Martyn for not knowing the answer and to top it all off, she ignored Jamie at the back of the classroom who had been sitting with his hand up for the whole lesson. He almost peed himself - seriously.

Three annoying girls were held back after the lesson because they kept disrupting the class. Thank you, Mrs Lowe, they are probably some of the most irritating girls on the planet.

Maths was next. Boo. At least Miss Donald is nice. We did some stuff to do with time. I was only half paying attention.

On the bus on the way home we got a better grumpy bus driver! He actually looked to check that everybody was on and had their seatbelts on. And he didn't swear at the kids as they got onto the bus! But I don't think James likes him very much. Don't blame him. Whenever the bus driver sees him he shouts, "Hi Jamsie-boy!" It was hilariously funny for all of us onlookers of course!

When walking up the road I remembered that I have French homework for Monday. Only I was off when the homework was given out, so I have no idea which page to do. Billie didn't even know we had homework, so she was no help...

20th November
I wore a dress today. I wish Tim could have seen me, then he would have seen that I can be girly - sometimes. It's probably because I used to always wear black jeans, sit slouched on my chair and enjoy Forest Schools much more than the other girls that he got it into his head that I was rather guy-like. But I don't get why the other girls complained about Forest Schools, sure it was occasionally very wet but we got to use saws!

Anyway, so I wore a dress to go and see Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows in the cinema. We were supposed to leave at 11:30 but because nobody realized that my dad was asleep on the floor, we were rather late. Everybody was running around like headless chickens and there was a lot of shouting.

We got to the cinema in plenty of time and bought some cinema-food. We got popcorn, nachos and cookie-dough icecream. It came to some appalling price even though we were clever enough to stick some bottles of water into my mum's bag before leaving.

After sitting through half an hour of trailers, the movie finally started. I can't find the words to describe its brilliance. It was so good! But if you cried during Toy Story 3 then definitely bring a box of tissues. I thought it was heart-breaking when, at the very start, Hermione used the oblivite spell on her parents and her face disappeared from all of the pictures. Then Hedwig and Mad-Eye died... Then there was Harry and Ron's argument. There was a lot more funny lines in this one - I think they were attempting to lighten the mood, though it only worked sometimes. I was choking back tears at the end when Dobby died... And then crying my eyes out afterwards while reading that moment in the book. They should not have missed Lupin's moment out though, big mistake.

After the movie me and my mum went to the Apple Store and then to Fat Face. Because it was so busy, we went to a cafe. I had cloudy-apple, a raspberry muffin and the rest of the coffee that my mum couldn't finish. We then phoned my dad. Again. And again. And again. We finally got him to meet us at the train station and drove home. I had mushy meatballs for dinner. Gads. But not half as bad as a fish-finger sandwich. Did you know that Asda is selling fish-finger sandwiches in their cold food section now?

21st November
I didn't do much today. I had some chocolate milk for breakfast which was yummy! We then went to the co-op for logs and supplies. Nobody told me that I was wearing my T-shirt the wrong way round, which was probably why I kept getting odd looks from passers by.

I got some squirty cream and thick yoghurt! Me and my dad then went on a walk - by choice this time - hich was actually fun. We walked through a forest to the top of a hill. It was really creepy because the mist was so thick that we could only see the pathway in front of us, yet it was so bright. I could just imagine an old lady in a cloak stumbling up te side of the hill, carrying a whicker basket full of apples...

I then watched the Sky Harry Potter special thing, which was very interesting and now I am sitting upstairs in the kitchen, typing away.

22nd November
I struggled to get up this morning. My bed was just so cosy! Maybe I should turn the radiator off and make my room horrible and freezing.

It was Assembly first thing. Mr Gardener stared at us for a while - I could just imagine his eyes burning holes into our foreheads - and then told us to stand up and be quiet. Mrs M...e - if you have seen Harry Potter, just imagine Professor Umbridge - who told us to sit down and be quiet. She went on about something that was too boring to be worth listening to. Then that Reverent dude (9th November) who rambles on about stuff told us a story;

When he was young, he was very poor and went to a very rough school. He was so poor that his family could only afford face cloths. He then told us that even now, when he has cupboards and cupboards full of proper towels, he still uses face cloths to dry himself with. He went on and told us that one day, he got out of the shower and there was a new face cloth on the bath. He thought to himself; that's odd, we have plenty of face cloths, why do we need another? But he used it, though noticed it felt rather slippery on his skin.

He then went off to work and was fine for the rest of the day. When he got home though, he asked his wife why they had bought another face cloth. His wife replies, what face cloth? As it turns out, the face cloth was actually used to clean the toilet with.

And that's why God's important.

French was next (with our nice teacher) and that was fine. We did a test and I got 31/32 and then went over next weeks homework. Later, when making my way to Maths, my French teacher told me to say hello to my mum and dad for her and tell them that I am doing well in French. I was well chuffed!

In Maths, we only had one period, so it was spent finishing off our Time Lines. I then rushed off to English. Because Mrs Shearer wasn't here today, we got Mrs Renfrew, who wasn't in a very good mood. We were doing this work sheet that told us how to write a story. Unfortunately, it wasn't very interesting. Half of the questions were un-answerable and the other half were so easy that I didn't have to think. Not a good mix.

We had lunch and I spent the whole of the break wandering the corridors aimlessly with my best friend.

Enabling Technologies was next. I like Mr Grieve, he's cool! He reminds me vaguely of Viktor Krum from Harry Potter. He liked Georgie's watch and actually tried it on, which I admit was a bit weird. I carried on doing my presentation on wildcats.

Science was after. Apparently, Jessica is a very silly little girl! - according to Mrs Wilkie. I got 9/10 on Test A and a rubbish 5/10 on Test B. But when me, Jessica and Idelle put our tests side by side, we saw that Idelle got a Good., Jessica got a Very Good. and I got an underlined Very Good!. I was rather pleased. We spent the whole lesson going over the answers.

23rd November
Again, I could barely get out of bed this morning. I had some Start for breakfast and then got ready for school.

On the bus, I managed to sit on one of the leaky seats and I had a wet head by the time I got off of at school. I had RMPS first thing, but our blue-haired teacher wasn't here, so Mrs Smeaton told us what to do. A history teacher came and watched us for a bit and then Mrs Bowen took over for one period. My maths teacher Miss Donald supervised us for the rest of the lesson. All we did was do some work sheets on Islam and Judaism.

After that was English. We copied out headings from the board - I hate board work because of my stupid short-sighted eyes! - completed our letters of condolence and then I read some more of The Subtle Knife. By the way, if you ever happen to come across any of the books from the His Dark Materials series, read them! They are so good! I like Lyra and Pantalaimon.

Lunch was next and I got a beef and black-bean snack-pot. Yum!

I was supposed to have had Home Economics next but our teacher, Miss Ryder was away so we got Mr Moffat, one of the art teachers. He showed us some cool stuff that you could do with wax, dye and baby wipes. I seriously don't see why my friend doesn't like him, but I do agree with her that he has a calming voice. It's weird; he's very Scottish, though rather soft-spoken and he could almost put you to sleep.

Our next subject was Art, so we stayed at the top of the Four-Storey until the bell rang. I had forgotten my pencil, so I borrowed one of Murray's. It was very funny though, because Mr Thomson pointed at Martyn and said;

"Mrs R......n kindly donated this bag of lovely material for your wall hangings.

Martyn looks shocked, eyes wide.

"What?! No! Mr R......n!"

We all laughed at that!

I had a huge head-ache when I got back from school. I think my time of month is going to start soon - hopefully not in a grimy MacDonald's bathroom this time... Or for that matter, the grimy school bathroom. There's only one stall in the whole building that actually locks! Anyway, I'm really dreading it. I've got a bad feeling this one's going to be really heavy...

24th November
I so nearly had a day off of school!!!

First of all, I woke up thinking it was Tuesday. When I was packing my bag I had a big freak-out because I thought I'd lost my Maths and French folder! I then opened the blind and saw that it had snowed over night. It was only a small layering - not quite 8 inches as it was fore-casted to. And the temperature wasn't quite -9oc either. More like 0oc

So, my dad drove me down to the bottom of my road. We waited. And we waited. And we waited some more. Then my mini-bus driver turned up to say that the buses weren't running today. My dad drove back up to the house and discussed with my mother what we were going to do. It looked pretty hopeful for a day off school - my dad was willing to drop me off but my mum was unwilling to pick me up - until my neighbour phoned up and asked if I would like a lift to school with Billie. My dad negotiated with her until it was settled that he would drop us off and she would pick us up.

I didn't get my day off... :(

Reluctantly, I trudged down to Music first thing after Registration. Because there was only seven of us, our Music teacher let the boys play on the drums and the girls on the guitars. I only had a vague idea on how to play a guitar - on Music week this really cool guy taught me how to kind of play the guitar - so my teacher told me to wait a second and she'd tell me what to do. She disappeared outside. And never returned until it was time to leave!

We went down to PE. There were only three of us girls so we didn't bother with changing in the shower rooms. A bit late, we rushed to the Games Hall and played some ping-pong. I am useless.

Instead of Geography, half of the S1's went to the Dining Hall and played this sweetie bag game. I was put into a group made up of Billie, Francis, Sarafina, Christabelle and Daniel. The lady told us that each group was a company and each company had to buy and sell sweetie bags. There was all sorts of disasters though, so whichever company had the most money by the end of it won. We didn't win.

I had marzetti for lunch. It's pasta with a bolonaise sauce and cheese. But I didn't realize it had mushrooms in it. Yuck!

After lunch was PSE. We went to the Craft, Design and Technology rooms to make Anti-Bullying posters. I like Arran. He's some older dude that Mrs Talbot likes (he was only supposed to be doing two sessions with us, but this was his sixth) and he helped me on my poster (we were set an impossible task!).

We - well, to be honest, I think it was just me and Martyn - went straight to English. We finished Refugee Boy. When we were reading it, I was praying my teacher not to pick me because the story was so sad I was choking back tears. We then copied down some more websites to look up when we're snowed in and then I read some of The Subtle Knife.

After English, I met Billie by Music and we went down past PE to get to the swimming pool car park where me met Billie's dad. He drove us home.

25th November
I was very pleased with myself for getting up early and being ready for school in time when my Dad came and ruined it all by telling me that I wasn't going anywhere today. The school is closed to everyone due to the road conditions caused by adverse weather. Pupils should continue with home study as directed by teachers. Resources are also available on the school website.

I am now gazing out of the window, watching the huge snow flakes being blown to the ground.

...

Today I went for a walk around the snowy garden and because I didn't realize how much there actually was, by the time I went back inside, my boots were filled with snow and my feet were freezing and wet.

I had tinned lentil and bacon soup for lunch, which was surprisingly delicious. Me and my mum then settled down to watch a few Malcolm In the Middle's.

26th November
Again, woke up at an unreasonable hour to have breakfast and get dressed only to find that the school was closed. So, I got back into my pyjamas and went back to sleep...

I woke up again to find a blizzard outside. Huge flakes swirled down to the ground and there was so many of them that I couldn't even see across to the field at the other side of the road. Getting up, I found my dad in the kitchen. But the snow wasn't going to stop him from going to work. My mum tried to persuade him to stay home but he assured her that the snow wasn't really that deep - only eight or so inches!

After getting dressed again, my mother hurried me into the living room. A bird had gotten stuck in our chimney again - this was the third bird! She was going to attempt to open the grate and capture the bird in a Marks And Spencers bag. I would then open the patio door and we would release the bird outside. That was the theory anyway.

But my mum couldn't open the grate, so the bird is still stuck in the chimney. She then sent me outside because our cat was drowning in snow. After helping Smudge out of the snow drift, I began to make a path for him all around the house. It was quite tricky because it was coming over my boots and it kept snowing, meaning every time I had made a bit of the path, it got covered up. When the snow eased, it was a lot easier.

When we came back inside, I began to tidy my room. First I sorted out my wardrobe. You should have seen the two piles of clothes that I pulled out that were all too small. When my mum saw them, she thought I'd put all of my clothes of the window sill!

I had some disgusting tinned chicken soup for lunch and then realized that we had left-over curry in the fridge. So me and my mum shared it out. I had a nice biscuit for pudding and then carried on cleaning my room - I'm still not finished!

Before I leave, here's something that I found hilariously funny.

''"Mummy, I can make the sound of a potato."

''...

''"But you're not saying anything, Freya."

"I know. That's the noise a potato makes."

That was my little cousin. My other younger cousin is really funny too. Once he sat in the cinema with ear-muffs on, shouting out occasionally, "This is too noisy!" or "That wasn't funny!" It's great when he wants something.

"Jamie, my beautiful, can we play Fireman Sam?"

And he makes up great excuses not to go to school. I'm not going to school today because there is a robot coming in to do all of my work for me. He actually almost managed to convince the bus driver not to pick him up one day!

Bye!

27th November
Ha ha! We had a fun family outing today!

First of all, my dad had to dig the car out. He managed, but as soon as he had finished, it began to snow again. Our thermometer has gone weird because it read 23oc.

Anyway, so we piled in the tiny car, since there was no hope of ever getting the big one down the road. I now have marks on both my arms because the baby chair was digging into me on one side and the door on the other.

We had a slightly scary trip into town, where we had lunch and then went off our separate ways. As my brother was in desperate need of a hair cut, me and my dad took him to a hairdressers. It took a long time to find one, and to make the situation even worse, it was bitterly cold and nobody knew where they were going. We finally managed to find one though.

Next, we took a trip to Specsavers. My dad hadn't been sent any contact lenses since April, so we needed to find out what that was about. But to get to the contact lenses bit, we had to walk down some stairs. I fell down most of them because I had stupidly worn my slippy boots. Anyway, my dad got an appointment for his Birthday to get new contacts.

My dad then needed to return the present he had bought my mum for Christmas. He had gotten her a pink granny sweater and a skirt that looked like a filthy carpet. He had a big freak out in the shop because he didn't know what to get her. One of the ladies who worked in White Stuff actually came over to see if he needed any help! We did get her a present in the end though!

After, my brother had to run to the bathroom. I went to, and was shoved into a wall by some large lady. After waiting in a queue for ages, the worst thing possible happend. My it came. I had no stuff with me. I was with only boys. And there were people practically banging on my door. So I used tissue paper instead. Not ideal.

We got some cookies and juice and went to meet my mum. This time, we went to the right car park and got back into the car. The road was very slippery and it was snowing again. My dad wanted to get a torch, since it was looking unlikely that we were going to be able to get up our road.

So while he and my brother ran in to Tesco to get a torch, milk and chicken me, my mum and sister stayed in the car. They took a painfully long time and my sister was very hungry and grumpy by the time they got back into the car. And then we got stuck in the Tesco car park. Some car had gotten stuck by the entrance! We had to wait for ages!

On the way home, it got to as cold as -11oc, the insides of the car windows froze and the heating broke. We finally got home and didn't have to walk up the road after all.

We had roast chicken for dinner, watched Harry Hill's TV Burp and then went to bed, since it was already quite late.

28th November
All in all, today was not a great day.

First of all, I woke up to find the power and heating was off. The only way of finding out the time was my laptop because I simply could not be bothered to go into the living room to check the time. It was 07:00. My only source of entertainment, since it was to dark to read or write, was Birdpaw's story Abby's Letter, which I had copied into Microsoft Word in case I was ever bored and the internet was down.

I imagined to amuse myself on the rapidly-running-out-of-batteries-laptop for an hour before I wrapped myself in a dressing gown and ventured outside my room. F-f-freezing!! My dad heated some water up on the hob and everybody sat in my mum's bedroom drinking herbal tea until 10:00, when the power was supposed to be fixed. Surprisingly, it was fixed early, at 09:45!

After a lunch of leftovers, me and my dad were sent out to get some supplies. We returned 4 hours later.

Here is our story:

First of all, we had to walk down the road and uncover the car. We then had to drive to Morrisons, and by the time we got there it was snowing lightly. We then had to buy everything on the shopping list, and find the tin foil. By that time it was snowing heavily. Panicking that we weren't going to get over the hill to our house, we quickly bought our stuff and ran back to the car.

Well, we were completely right to panic because we didn't get over the hill. It was blizzarding, though we were doing fine until the car in front of us got stuck. That's were it all went down-hill. We got stuck too!

After much pushing and shovelling, reversing down the same hill four times and passing the same snow plough about five times, we decided that we weren't going to get home that way. So my dad drove us all the way back to Morrisons and we drove through the snow for another half an hour until we finally made it home.

I never thought a microwave lasagne could taste so good!

My dad just checked the school website and a good thing too, since its closed, meaning I don't have to bother getting up this morning!