Friday, 14 May 2010

My day has sucked, most of it

Well today Molly wasn't in, she sort of 'skipped' school in a way. But that didn't really matter very much; I had other things to think/worry about.
So Geography, did the homework and everything is so boring. Boring boring boring boring. Wasn't there anything interesting. China; whatever. Nothing really interests me. The 'interesting facts' yes they are pretty interesting, but not if you've heard them all before, and know all about them. So boring boring boring boring. And then we were let out late, but I managed to get to German on time. But before that, there was Idiot Keir who was still trying to work out what the words I gave him meant. He went through a number of words, and got 'Hi' and I just called him an Idiot because I'd told him that before. Then he says "Then what does the other one mean?" he went though another list of things, until I started laughing and said "What did I just call you?" "It means idiot?" "Yes, you idiot!" and he walked away in shame, well I supposed shame =].
Anyway, so got to German on time, and Akdas was trying to stop everyone from getting their folders, and he was using his head to try to stop me getting mine out. Mainly because his other hands were stopping other people; I have no idea why he was doing that. But he said "Don't worry, I haven't licked that," well he better not have, that's my only folder. Ish. I've got other folders but they're all being used, so I don't want to change it and get another folder. Sarah, following what happened yesterday (I ain't re-telling it so just go back and read the last post) gave me this ugly look. Whatever, I don't care. We were playing a game sort of where we had to write down the meaning for words in German or in German or etc. Yes that, in the end the boys beat us by one point. Why is it always one? Ellis and Stephanie say that Mr Summerville is just being sexist. Well I have not idea. But I was the one who got most of the points, as Mr Summerville and all the boys said. Which in a way was true; I earned over half of our points. And I didn't cost us any unlike Sarah who kept shouting out. Akdas was shocked that I could write that fast, although technically it was just about scribbles, but still legible. And then Robert (I think it was Robert, might have been Ellis...) said I was just using my 'witch powers'. Well brief story, when we're playing the matching game on the board, I always win because I either remember where everything is or I guess them right; this has been ever since last year, French and German. So Robert started saying that I was a witch and everything. So when we were playing in a group I just sat it out, although when I did something and got it right Robert would say I was using my witch powers. Well anyway, so now apparently my 'powers' have extended to something else. Good thing is, I've becomg really good at ignoring people; really useful when you want to ignore people =]. So then I was doing so well that Jack (Houston, man there are too many) started saying that if it was just me I would be able to beat them (because no one else shouting out and losing us marks). But nobody really heard him, and he attempted to say it quite a lot of times. In the end it was "If we just took Jenny out," and then his voice got drowned out, again. So I have no idea what the end of that sentence would have been, although I suspect that it would have been 'Then we could easily win' or something along those lines. So yeah, in the end the boys beat us by one mark. But the good thing is, we beat them at the matching game again. It's not fair, the others - Sarah, Steph and Ellis - don't really let Katie have a go. Katie just sits at the back and watches and they don't realize a thing. And then they're screaming when they get one right. Seriously. I find hanging out with boys so much easier. They're easier to talk to as well. Well some.
So Maths we were doing work out of the book because somebody had still to sit their Maths Calculator Exam. Jack (Rogers, damn the name Jack) was in his Kadets (or whatever) uniform and had the hat. For some reason I've always been very intrigued by the hat, and the bit metal badge on it, including the little puffy thing at the top. Well anyway, I tried to stand it up as I used to do; seriously it is really fun, but he kept knocking it down, just to annoy me. It was fun; I'd pout and put it up again, and then he would knock it down to annoy me. Fun.
Well then at break, I was getting an orange to eat for break, and then meating Kirsty on the pillars. This is the F1 locker room and strictly speaking we're not supposed to put anything there, but no-body listens. Well Michael was there too, and then after saying hi to me (I said hi back, as usual) he started talking to me, as usual. He asked if we had started Algebra in Maths yet, I had the feeling we already did that last year, and he said that it is easy. Well yes, I think we did it last year. That was when Andrew Kelly came into the locker room; while Michael was talking about something, I think it was still the sentence on Algebra. Guess what was the first thing Andrew said "Stop flirting Michael," "I wasn't, we were simply talking about Algebra," "Oh yeah, Algebra is sooo hard," Andrew said sarcastically, "It's easy," said Michael, and yes it is, I think. I'm not sure, I think I'm thinking that easy thing is Algebra, I am not sure. I'm confuzed now. Well I just had the urge to laugh and left in the opposite direction. On the other side of the building I saw Michael again and just gave a small wave. It's one of these things that have become a habit. Etc.
Then in Maths again, we got our results. For the Non-Calculator I got full marks 17/17 and 7/7. For the Calculator I would have gotten full marks if it were not for the x squared which I've mentioned I'd forgotten. I got 15/15 and 22/24. Well it was good. Although I despise the fact that I had lost two marks so carelessly! I beat Andrew Kelly, yes! In both! And I also beat Jack R. It was funny, before we got our second result, he bet that he got full marks. I bet he didn't. He said "Well I bet I got full marks, I'm just not betting anything, but I bet I got full marks," that sort of makes sense. He might have lost the bet, but at least he's smarter than Jack (Neilan, gargh! Too many Jacks!) who actually bet £20. Idiot. Well some time after we got our results I remembered and asked Jack "What did you get?" "Full marks," he grinned and nodded. "Yeah right," I said, "Let me see," "No! No, no, no!" and he put his hands over his marks. Well, giggling I tried to grab it from him, or at least push his hands away. Annoyingly he kept slapping his hands back on, but it was fun. In the end after catching glimpses it was easy to tell that he did not get full marks. That was funny, I giggled some more. Then Akdas asked him what he got and he said "Full marks" and I just had to ruin it for him =] "No, he lost two marks," "Way to cover it up," said Akdas. And then he never answered me when I asked him how much he got. Well, I saw it anyway, he lost something like 4 marks, like Andrew. Haha!
Music was I can't remember. But I do remember that John had bent the corners of his booklet, and me being me, tried to flatten it out. And he said "You can't fix that," then I realized something and said, "Ah, I know..." and bent it the other way, and it flattened out. "I knew you would do that!" and just to annoy me, he bent it back. Then I bent it back =]. Blah blah. Then before lunch I just took his pen (I have no idea, I have this fascination with normal little things that don't really matter) and he said "Put it down Jenny," and when I did he said "Good dog," and I was just thinking, 'I'm more of a cat, Pallavi's the dog'. Well yeah, I have strange thoughts. Blah blah, lunchtime Rebecca thanked me for sticking up for her yesterday. That was nice of her, but I didn't really expect a thanks or anything, I didn't really even think about it that much except that I really hated Sarah. And I told Kirsty and she thought that was really mean as well, and then about how Sarah always talks about her behind her back and Mila informs her that Sarah does so etc. Anyway, so back to Music. We were supposed to be singing something, what was it. I think it was 'Blue Suede Shoes' by... I think it was Elvis Presley. I don't remember. And then 'Penny Lane' by the Beatles I think. Well we got this big book full of songs and things. There was a page of Tom and Jerry lol. Well I got bored (as usual) and turned looking for something and I don't even know what. Then I found a page on Mozart and one of Beethoven. I read them, they were really interesting. Yeah...
Then French, nope nothing interesting. English, we were reading Tulip Touch and finished it. Umm... no nothing interesting. I caught the bus and then had to wait ages for 30/31 so that I could get home. I was going to walk but my mum doesn't let me cross the roundabout, and then I missed the stop after the roundabout. So I didn't get to go off and visit Karen, that was stupid. I missed my stop, so I just decided whatever, and got off at the bus stop outside home. The Monifieth people had just gotten off their bus, and I saw some of my friends (sorta friends) - Ryan, Jamie - and I was lingering about, wondering if I should go talk to them. Then my mum came out and said "Why don't you go quickly talk to your friends," in Chinese obviously. I just decided "Nope,".
And then just came the part where I finished the poster for the Acid Rain Project, and I played piano. I really love that piece - Spring Song - by whomever, it's a weird name, something like Kjerful or something. I like playing it, although it is 5 pages long, and I haven't finished learning all of it yet. I'm on the last page almost. But nice tune.
Anyway, then I just came upstairs and started typing this. And while doing so, I just remembered something. Well, it's more of the fact that it was something that reminded me of times, and I wanted to read it again. Well I never knew it would have such a big affect on me. I didn't know it would make me feel like this. It's a post from Molly's blog, from some time ago Monday 7th September 2009. I should probably ask her permission but I can't be bothered. This is what it says.

Ever been proved totally wrong?

For you weird, uncomprehensible people who have read my earlier posts, remember my friend who likes a guy who's about three years older than her? Well if you don't, here's a brief history. This guy is about two or three years older than me and my friend, has the most gorgeous blue eyes and I thought he wouldn't like my friend and want things in a relationship that she couldn't give [figure it out for yourselves!] and that he wouldn't like her that way. Well, I'm totally wrong. Totally. Completely. And I'm happy to be wrong, too. Whenever she goes by, he checks her out, stares at her like water guy stares at me [ugh]. He always says hi and wants to be in a semi intelligent conversation if my friend didn't just gurgle and squeak hi back. He seems like an honestly nice guy, and I am completely happy for her to pursue a relationship. Yes I'm the mother of our little group, as well as the agony aunt and the fashion guru. I should get paid for the amount of overtime I do.
When I read it, and even when I just read it now, it just. I don't know, I couldn't help it. My eyes just started filling up with tears, and I seriously couldn't stop them. I was biting my fist to try to stop the tears, and then I tried to wipe my eyes without letting myself know that I was just crying. It's just that it seems so painful, no matter how vague it is. It's just all the memories of times, and how everything is just so different now. I can't help myself, I haven't really felt this way about anything else. Oh my God. I hate life! It's just so unfair! "Who says life was fair?" Well no one! But I don't care! I hate life! It sucks!
Well Molly, you were not proved wrong. You were proved wrong from being proved wrong. So you were right. Damn you! You were right.

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