User:SmudgyHollz/My Online Diary:April 2012

Monday 23rd April
ICT: Yuckity, yuck – as usual. A large lad came in and wandered around the classroom for a bit. Can’t remember his name though... I seriously hate the group I was put in though. Roepaw and Kestrelpaw just gossip with each other, so Cedarpaw and I are just left by ourselves. Cedarpaw is... well he isn’t much good to work with. He doesn’t really know what’s going on. I did discover that he can be quite nice when he wants to be though. We had a bit of a laugh together. Just a bit, mind you.

PE: Orienteering. The most pointless activity ever created – well, at my school anyway. The people who are told to go and put the signs up always put them in the wrong place or lose them, so everybody trying to find them just end up wandering around in the rain for a bit. Cold and not very fun. I had a pretty decent group and got to chat with my friends for a while though. My PE teacher did practically give me a heart-attack though. I was kind of away in a dream and he comes up behind me and says something really loudly. I basically jumped out of my skin, gasping louder than I thought possible.

“Sorry, did I give you a fright?” he laughs (or something along those lines), patting my arm. And then he watched us running laps around the wearing a massive ski jacket.

Lunch: Hooray for food! xD

PE: I did dodgeball. And discovered just how crap I am at that game. Lionpaw accidentally hit me on the side of the head. It was sore. He apologised a lot though.

RMPS: We filled in questionnaires.

Modern Studies:' Grrr. We got my Geography teacher. She sent one person from each group that we were in to go and fetch a laptop for research. While we were wandering inside, Lionpaw comes up to me and says quietly,

“Why did we have to get her?”

“I really do hate her,” I agree.

“She’s such a bitch. No wonder naebody’s taking her subject.” He then adds quickly, “You’re not taking Geography, are you?”

“No chance!” I reply. There’s a moment of silence as we hurry through the rain towards the door. Then I ask him what subject he’s taking for Third Year.

“History,” he tells me. “What about you?”

“Same,” I say.

Unfortunately, one of Lionpaw’s friends calls him over and our conversation ends there. But yeah, that was definitely the highlight of my entire lesson. The rest was a complete drag.

Tuesday 24th April
Assembly: They didn’t really tell us anything. We’ve raised almost £6000 for a former teacher’s memorial fund. We’ve got a come-as-you-please day on Friday. There are exams going on at the moment, so we have a ton of displacements tomorrow. And that was about it. It went by pretty quickly, so we didn’t get to miss much of our next lesson.

French: We went over the numbers up to a hundred. Again. I can pretty much recite them in my sleep now. Apparently our next topic is shops. Although I’m almost positive we’ve already done that...

PSE: There were exams going on in the room next door, so we had to work in silence. We got a fill-in teacher, but she was pretty amazing! I kind of wish I decided to take ICT in Third Year now! Anyway, we had to read a pretty confusing textbook on complete and utter nonsense. I didn’t take in anything. Apart from the fact that if you rest your chopsticks straight up in your bowl, than it’s a sign of death. I definitely didn’t know that!

Lunch: Curry and chocolate cake! I’m not very healthy, am I? xD

Science: Our teacher pretty much exploded at us for working in threes to do experiments. She says that from now on, if there’s an odd number, somebody will have to work on their own. No!!! I hate doing experiments on my own! Which is weird, because I’m usually the one doing most of the experiment when I am working with others...

Anyway, I was paired with Mudpaw (no!!!!) who kept on arguing with me, which got pretty annoying after a while. It’s rubbish. Rowanpaw always complains about her to me, telling me how annoying she finds her and how much she dislikes her, but she will always take Mudpaw’s side in the argument and kind of be really disapproving of me. I really want to yank Wildpaw’s head from her body and then toss her remains in front of a bus. Whenever she’s around, I’m always the weirdo loner that everybody seems to look down on. And wow, I just scared myself with such violent nasty thoughts. I’m not usually like this; I promise! I just have really really strong feelings of hatred towards that girl...

History: Yey!!!! We got our proper teacher back today! He looked like he was going a bit mental though. He was sitting at his desk, giving us instructions, and then suddenly started blowing wildly on a pile of papers in front of him. We all kind of looked at each other, thinking ‘what the heck?’, but then he continued normally...

We were still making the model World War Two planes! Unfortunately, I was nominated as the researcher (why am I always the researcher?). There were no more computers in the next door classroom, so Stoatheart told me to go and use the computer at his desk. Shaky knees, shaky knees! It’s always so awkward and weird when you’re told to go and work at the teacher’s desk! His jacket was draped over the back of the chair that I had to sit on and his bags were all at my feet. Couldn’t really move them though, because that would be rude and even weirder...

As expected, while I was researching, the computer decided to go weird on me. Please prepare yourselves for a horrible description of what happened;

The bars at the top and the bottom of the computer screen disappeared. You know; the bar with Start on it and the bar at the top of the internet with the search bars and the red-cross in the corner? Yeah, they vanished and the internet page suddenly went huge.

“Eh, Mr ..., do you know how to get the computer screen less massive?”

I almost hit myself in the head there. God, ‘do you know how to get the computer screen less massive?’! Could I have worded it any worse? Why do I have the super-human ability to make myself sound completely thick?! Luckily, he didn’t seem to think I was really stupid, instead saying something along the lines of, “I’m really not sure. It happens with me all the time. I was hoping that you’d be a very skilled IT expert and fix it for me.”

Ummm, definitely not. Computers all hate me.

At some point during the lesson, Stoatheart noticed Wildpaw and... Cherrypaw? Did I nickname her that? Who knows... Anyway, he noticed Wildpaw and Cherrypaw doing nothing, so sent them over to help me create our presentation. Hooray! Company! Even if that company is Wildpaw... But pretty soon, they found that the work was much too boring for them, so Wildpaw suddenly decided that she was feeling horribly faint and asked to go off to the Nurse with Cherrypaw. So I was left by myself again...

At one point the teacher came and sat beside me and told me to be creative with the pictures that I choose, but I can’t really remember when that was...

And now I’ve just realised that I must of left my favourite pen on his desk. No! It had a moving TARDIS on it! Ah well... And also, the fill-in teacher is amazingly cool! He's really short, has a ginger goatee, says he likes me for taking Art next year and drives a motorbike to school!!!