12 May 2011

Well, this is the first entry into this 'blog' if you can call it that, I put down what I have thought about or done during the day. It started off as a regular day would, apart from I had a shower in the morning, normally I have one the night before, because then I get a well earned extra 10 minutes in bed. I wore a red and white shirt to sixth form, which I'm sure whoever you are reading this, didn't need to know. I got to school and realised that I hadn't done a biology paper which was due in in 30 minutes at the time. I got it done though, i feel that all the years of almost missing deadlines and working quick in the mornings paid off as i gained an A grade in the paper. My teacher was happy, for the first time in a while. She also lives down my street, and she told me off in the holidays once. I ignored her because teachers have no authority over you when you're on holiday. She got angry. I got told off today for the first time in a very long time. When you get into 6th form, it seems like you could run around naked and no-one would care, because you get that sense of freedom, apparently I took that freedom too far today. Wait for it, i took 1 bottle of water from a store room, thats right 1. I worked out how much it would have cost them to lose that bottle of water and it came to 5 pence. They give them out to you free when you're finished in the gym, so when I took it i thought that it would have little to no repercussions. BOY i was wrong. I had to come back at lunch time and have a 'talking to' which was nothing, but then other teachers got involved and 1 even suggested that this moment would be the start of my stealing career. Apparently taking a bottle of water out of a store cupboard, which the door was wide open to (you'd have thought that if it was out of bounds, it would have been locked anyway) deserves a letter home to your parents and a detention with a deputy head. Thats like saying 2+2 = vagina. Its completely wrong, it doesn't make sense and its quite ob-seen. I googled (how is that a verb, who made that a verb?!) something for my psychoanalytic paper today, and was about Freud, who was indeed a sick man, but i guess, in some ways his theories are okay. It gave me one of those things that says 'are you searching for .....' et cetera. I thought, no, definitely not, but it occurred to me that someone must have searched for that, for it to even register. It read 'did Freud have a phobia of vagina's', unsurprisingly i was quite shocked, by 1. the accusation and 2. the fact someone had searched that. They must have been bored out of their mind to even come up with a question like that. Also, in horror movies why do people go into the creepy houses and shout 'is anyone there'. Surely they fear for their lives already and attracting attention to themselves just makes their whole situation worse. These people must be stupid. I also found out today that it is possible to lick your elbow, thank god im dropping chemistry soon. Peace X