User:SmudgyHollz/My Online Diary:November 2011

Tuesday 1st November
French Period 1 + 2: We prepared for our Speaking Test. So far, we've been told that we will be having it next Tuesday, but it's not yet a set date. Eeek! I am not at all looking forward to it. But then again; who is? I don't think being alone in a cupboard with your slightly bonkers teacher, having a recorded conversation in French is sounds particularly appealing.

Break: Library? I believe that would be a fair guess...

Personal and Social Education Period 3 + 4: Me and Fallowpaw drew a mushroom border on an A3 sheet of paper! Don't worry; this was what we were supposed to be doing! I think we should add in some 3D to please our Guidance teacher. Although I'm not sure why on earth it pleases her so much... What's wrong with plain old fashioned (old fashioned??) 2D?

Lunch: I got yet another bought (if that's what you would call it...) of shakiness and anxiousness. Not quite as bad as yesterday fortunately. Anyway, I had lunch with Nightpaw and then we went outside with Rosepaw.

Science Period 5 + 6: Yup. I messed up on the second part of my Science test. 100% on Part A but only 65% on Part B. Whoops. We did something that made absolute no sense to me whatsoever. Although I am pretty certain I get it (kind of) now.

Break: Well, we were late out of Science again so only got about three minutes of break before the bell rang.

History Period 7 + 8: Eeeek. We did our talks today. Well, I did mine anyway. A number of people in my class "forgot" theirs. I don't think Stoutheart was particularly impressed. I mean, I missed the lesson in which this whole thing was explained, yet I still managed to come prepared! And I didn't even have to use last week to finish anything off!

Well, today the student teacher - let's call her Wildberry - was (kind of) teaching us. Yes, she's back. I actually don't mind her at all.

Anyway I didn't have to go until about halfway through the lesson. It was incredible nerve-wracking. I think I'd have much preferred it if we could have just spoken our talks from where we were sitting at our desks, but no, we had to stand at the front of the room. From there, the room looks massive. So I kind of just buried my face in my paper and got it over with. Did you know that when I'm nervous, I speak incredibly quickly with a really high-pitched posh English accent? I didn't either. But I was really aware of it whilst I was speaking. It must have sounded odd, because I don't really have an English accent. I have kind of a Scottish twang to my voice normally, but it's not incredibly prominent.

Why am I talking about my voice?...

Anyway, Stoutheart said it was very good and something to do with the fact that he had liked how I had linked animals into it. I'm not entirely sure; I just really wanted to sit back down and not have everybody stare at me.

Somebody got sent out of the room for laughing at Lionpaw. I don't even know why. He was doing really well, he just dropped his mask and said a name a little too loudly. I felt really sorry for him; he probably had the best - or one of the best - talk. And he managed to continue as if nothing had happened afterwards. But apparently he's considered a joke. Meanies.

After all of the talks had finished, we had hardly any time left. Wildberry told us about the programme in which it showed a man - who had donated his body to some sort of science-y medical experimentation - being mummified. She said that Stoutheart had told her to watch it, but it was so gory that she could only watch half of it and had nightmares afterwards.

We read a passage on mummification. And then that was about it.