So this morning I woke up with absolutely no desire to do anything but sleep. Getting dressed was a complete faff as usual, wasn't sure about how I looked in a certain skirt and have nothing that matches so was v worried about wearing it. Decided to go for it and just fuck it if I looked shite.
At school on the bus I was amazed by my mp3 players battery, it was on nothing for the whole journey there and back. Then I got to school and Pants scared the crap out of me popping out of mid air. I realised that Cheshire had my stuff so I went and searched her locker but she wasn't in for the morning and then waited for the boyf. He looked like a golfer today, it was adorable. Blah blah morning stuff.
In Psych we realise the exam was much easier than we expected. Me and Darling One had a catch up, swapped advice for life and whatnot. Then I had English was was a bit crap cause there was an argument and coursework but me and ...oh she has no blog name. ACK Erm...Lashes cause hers are all long and purdy anyways, we had a laugh.
Then it was a free in which I was enjoying a bit. I feel like everyone around me is worried about me though and although I think it's grounded suspicious, I can't put my finger on what is wrong with me. I think just a lot of shit things have happened to me recently and it's not fun. In the hols I might cheer up. Or when I have the house to myself next week cause the familia are out.
In fourth it was biology and I felt stupid at first and frustrated but I felt better at the end because I could grasp it much easier and I got a choccy prize for being really good. ^ ^
In fifth I wrote an essay, finished it early in true Philosophy lesson fashion and we still have one more lesson to go. Discussed poetry with sir at the end which was really sweet. He clapped me lol.
Then going out of that lesson I saw the year 10s I teach and they were taking a chair for a walk.... Random. And they all were like "Isn't that the one you fancy?" to the big ginger guy. How sweet. I'll dress nice tomorrow especially. Then TallBlondBoy was walking behind me and he smacked his folder right against my bum so I looked at him like wtf? and he was like "Sorry...uh. I didn't mean to...sorry" and then he high fived a kid apparently he didn't even know.
Walking out was fine. Bus journey was fine. Walking home was cute. Me and Owl Boy were just taking the mick out of each other and writing sick fairy tale stories about peeps. Got home, Mum was in a massive mood but luckily she went out. Now I'm trying to fix my goddarn mp3 player. Which isn't compatible with netbook apparently, oh well. :) I COULD USE PROPER COMP! Duh. Ciao now. :D
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Tuesday, 6 July 2010
Friday, 30 April 2010
My Day - Episode Twenty Five
Well this morning was all well and good. I got up a ridiculous time to curl my hair and accidentily chose an amazing outfit. So I looked really nice today and got lots of lovely comments which made me feel a zillion times gorgeous.
First thing was philosophy. I'm beginning to like having this first. It's quiet and relaxing and sets me up to be calm and collect my thoughts for the day. So I came out of that in a good mood. And as a plus I found that Curltop, Fungi and P.Diddy were waiting so I was smug. Then I had snazzy Psychology which was good because we watched Criminal minds and i did a minute bit of revision. Teach also mentioned that she would like some help with some year 7's who were making messy Zen gardens in fourth so I volenteered to help with that, like a good girl.
Then in third it was English which was a pretty lazy lesson. Had a bit of a laugh with the girls and teased Coopdogg. Lunch was a laugh as we talked about jumping out on people to scare them. Apparently Cheshire hid under a bed for hours just to scream and scare her sister. That is commitment to humour right there. Oh Yah.
Fourth I grabbed the wonderful Goldilocks and we went to scoop up sand with Year 7's. It was really nice because at the end of it they all shouted "Thannkkkyyyooouuu" and it was adorable because they all actually listen! Love teaching the younger years. It makes year 9's and 10's seem so much worse though. Urgh.
Then last it was a Bio test which I got a D in again, but I care very little. Sir showed us that last topic we had the same pattern of improving from bad to good so we just need to continue revising, and I hadn't done any revision at all so it was just all guesses. It was cute to see Him so hard at work too, his thinking face is adorable.
On the way home I had an...interesting bus journey. Found out Handsome One is actually cought in a difficult situation with the girl he wants, it's painful for him. Bless. Oh and we also managed to tell each other that we like each other a bit much. Well at least we know and we both don't want to do anything. Awesome.
Walking home was a laugh because we found out my hair goes crazy when my umbrella is up. It floats. What do you know. Got home, had some tea, read some book, did some workout, ate some choccy to negate effects of workout. All good.
I'm off! Byyeee
First thing was philosophy. I'm beginning to like having this first. It's quiet and relaxing and sets me up to be calm and collect my thoughts for the day. So I came out of that in a good mood. And as a plus I found that Curltop, Fungi and P.Diddy were waiting so I was smug. Then I had snazzy Psychology which was good because we watched Criminal minds and i did a minute bit of revision. Teach also mentioned that she would like some help with some year 7's who were making messy Zen gardens in fourth so I volenteered to help with that, like a good girl.
Then in third it was English which was a pretty lazy lesson. Had a bit of a laugh with the girls and teased Coopdogg. Lunch was a laugh as we talked about jumping out on people to scare them. Apparently Cheshire hid under a bed for hours just to scream and scare her sister. That is commitment to humour right there. Oh Yah.
Fourth I grabbed the wonderful Goldilocks and we went to scoop up sand with Year 7's. It was really nice because at the end of it they all shouted "Thannkkkyyyooouuu" and it was adorable because they all actually listen! Love teaching the younger years. It makes year 9's and 10's seem so much worse though. Urgh.
Then last it was a Bio test which I got a D in again, but I care very little. Sir showed us that last topic we had the same pattern of improving from bad to good so we just need to continue revising, and I hadn't done any revision at all so it was just all guesses. It was cute to see Him so hard at work too, his thinking face is adorable.
On the way home I had an...interesting bus journey. Found out Handsome One is actually cought in a difficult situation with the girl he wants, it's painful for him. Bless. Oh and we also managed to tell each other that we like each other a bit much. Well at least we know and we both don't want to do anything. Awesome.
Walking home was a laugh because we found out my hair goes crazy when my umbrella is up. It floats. What do you know. Got home, had some tea, read some book, did some workout, ate some choccy to negate effects of workout. All good.
I'm off! Byyeee
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Wednesday, 7 April 2010
My Day - Episode Twenty One
I can never remember if numbers are one word or hyphoned or separate. Don't bother telling me, I prefer to separate them anyways.
So today! I woke up this morning and spent a fuck long time on my hair which was totally worth it for the two comments I got today, seriously, just a few passing words make the effort of the mornings and night time worth it. Then first I got into a really icky mood because Tweedle-dee was there and I can't relax with them around. They aren't krewe, they aren't my friend and they also are not very interesting to me so I kind of just clam up and spend the whole time plotting their demise.
Then I had a structured study. Since I started dating Him I walk him to German and say a reasonable goodbye and stumble on down to my SS a little late, but nothing major. It was maybe 4/5 minutes into the lesson when I got to our usual meeting place. So I thought, "oh they must of gone into the library" so I went in, did a lap of it and stopped to chat to Wallflower and Darling One. No sign. So next option was bottom red, I went there, nothing. Seating areas? Checked them all. Checked all of the study areas and the new block just in case. Nothing, no sign. I got my phone, texted Goldilocks as sometimes she would inform me where they were. Did another lap just for one last check and then decided they had just given up and gone off without me. So I settled down in bottom red, now half an hour wasted on looking for the fuckers. Then I emailed them as a last resort and got down to work in a foul temper.
Yes it's petty to get annoyed that they didn't wait, but I was a mere 5 minutes late at most and they couldn't be arsed to wait.
Then I found out they had apparently been in the library for the whole time, doing jack shit by the look of it. But in the 30 minutes I was missing not one suggested, "Oh, maybe we should text/email/find Becca so she's not walking around like a complete FUCKFACE!"
Then when I finally got in a good enough mood to join them, my arrival was barely even acknowledge, no apology, no "Hey, you look kinda pissed off, sup?", not even a "Woops". Needless to say, I was more than a little annoyed.
So I went into tutor time in a really shite mood but luckily two random half-friends were there to act like fools, tease me with gossip and cheer me up. God bless randomers who make you day. I had a nice English lesson though, growing ever closer to SkootchyDollFace. Then my IEC wasn't as bad today. Did some one on one in each lesson which is easier for me as they tend to be a lot nicer when they don't have to show off to a crowd. Annoys me that they can't be that angelic in every lesson though.
So that was my day, minidramas and all. I'm good now, had pizza for dinner and did the workout dvd which always makes me happy. :)
So today! I woke up this morning and spent a fuck long time on my hair which was totally worth it for the two comments I got today, seriously, just a few passing words make the effort of the mornings and night time worth it. Then first I got into a really icky mood because Tweedle-dee was there and I can't relax with them around. They aren't krewe, they aren't my friend and they also are not very interesting to me so I kind of just clam up and spend the whole time plotting their demise.
Then I had a structured study. Since I started dating Him I walk him to German and say a reasonable goodbye and stumble on down to my SS a little late, but nothing major. It was maybe 4/5 minutes into the lesson when I got to our usual meeting place. So I thought, "oh they must of gone into the library" so I went in, did a lap of it and stopped to chat to Wallflower and Darling One. No sign. So next option was bottom red, I went there, nothing. Seating areas? Checked them all. Checked all of the study areas and the new block just in case. Nothing, no sign. I got my phone, texted Goldilocks as sometimes she would inform me where they were. Did another lap just for one last check and then decided they had just given up and gone off without me. So I settled down in bottom red, now half an hour wasted on looking for the fuckers. Then I emailed them as a last resort and got down to work in a foul temper.
Yes it's petty to get annoyed that they didn't wait, but I was a mere 5 minutes late at most and they couldn't be arsed to wait.
Then I found out they had apparently been in the library for the whole time, doing jack shit by the look of it. But in the 30 minutes I was missing not one suggested, "Oh, maybe we should text/email/find Becca so she's not walking around like a complete FUCKFACE!"
Then when I finally got in a good enough mood to join them, my arrival was barely even acknowledge, no apology, no "Hey, you look kinda pissed off, sup?", not even a "Woops". Needless to say, I was more than a little annoyed.
So I went into tutor time in a really shite mood but luckily two random half-friends were there to act like fools, tease me with gossip and cheer me up. God bless randomers who make you day. I had a nice English lesson though, growing ever closer to SkootchyDollFace. Then my IEC wasn't as bad today. Did some one on one in each lesson which is easier for me as they tend to be a lot nicer when they don't have to show off to a crowd. Annoys me that they can't be that angelic in every lesson though.
So that was my day, minidramas and all. I'm good now, had pizza for dinner and did the workout dvd which always makes me happy. :)
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Wednesday, 31 March 2010
My Day - Episode Nineteen
I was going to do a general rant but to be honest most of the stuff that I'm going to rant about happened today, so it's a half My Day blog.
Okay so this morning we had a talk to round out about yesterday and the pressure they are putting on us to get things sorted about a year earlier is intense, I don't do well under pressure. Like I break down and cry. (Crying features a lot today by the way.)
Then in English I was close to tears because I was really lagging behind and I feel that in the exam I just won't be able to apply the time limits, I write too much. So when Miss was like "It's alright Becca, you'll get better." I was LITERALLY biting the inside of my cheek so hard so I wouldn't start tearing up.
In IEC today I realised how much I really hate year nines, and also how much I like teaching people who are willing to learn. One guy just never puts pen to paper although he is perfectly capable of doing it and it infuriates me as he is right, I don't have any authority to make him do anything. But then another girl who used to never work now calls me over and I help her, and she finishes the work early and all to a higher level with just me giving the odd prompt.
Then in the second IEC I was teaching, once again year nines, I just felt so useless. All of these kids were milling round me and I felt like a rock in a river, completely out of place and resisting the flow. So I went up to the teacher I was working with, faked a headache and teared up a little and he let me leave. So I ran away in hopes I could find solace in the arms of Him but of course this was one day that he was in there for the whole time and I ended up sitting, alone, upset and completely not doing anything of use. I know it wasn't his fault but I stll get upset at the fact he wasn't there when I needed him. :(
Oh not to mention that I really have lost all leadership within the Krewe. Somebody has completely taken my place, organising events left right and center. Even when I walk away, they don't follow me ONE CORRIDOR to put my lunchthing away. And I'm betting it was because They didn't move. I even had to squeeze through Him and Snake(Totally changing his name sometime.)
Then on the way home I almost got ran over by an old lady on a bike and I got sand in my eye and walked straight into a lamppost. I bumped my head on the counter in the garage and REALLY hurt myself. Then my sister kept making me feel really nervous about me Uni choices although she is only trying to keep me cautious.
So today was a shit day.
P.s The only positive thing today was my sister falling down the decking stairs which was HILARIOUS. I did my real laugh for AGES and realised how long it has been since I have actually laughed that real-ly....which then depressed me.
Okay so this morning we had a talk to round out about yesterday and the pressure they are putting on us to get things sorted about a year earlier is intense, I don't do well under pressure. Like I break down and cry. (Crying features a lot today by the way.)
Then in English I was close to tears because I was really lagging behind and I feel that in the exam I just won't be able to apply the time limits, I write too much. So when Miss was like "It's alright Becca, you'll get better." I was LITERALLY biting the inside of my cheek so hard so I wouldn't start tearing up.
In IEC today I realised how much I really hate year nines, and also how much I like teaching people who are willing to learn. One guy just never puts pen to paper although he is perfectly capable of doing it and it infuriates me as he is right, I don't have any authority to make him do anything. But then another girl who used to never work now calls me over and I help her, and she finishes the work early and all to a higher level with just me giving the odd prompt.
Then in the second IEC I was teaching, once again year nines, I just felt so useless. All of these kids were milling round me and I felt like a rock in a river, completely out of place and resisting the flow. So I went up to the teacher I was working with, faked a headache and teared up a little and he let me leave. So I ran away in hopes I could find solace in the arms of Him but of course this was one day that he was in there for the whole time and I ended up sitting, alone, upset and completely not doing anything of use. I know it wasn't his fault but I stll get upset at the fact he wasn't there when I needed him. :(
Oh not to mention that I really have lost all leadership within the Krewe. Somebody has completely taken my place, organising events left right and center. Even when I walk away, they don't follow me ONE CORRIDOR to put my lunchthing away. And I'm betting it was because They didn't move. I even had to squeeze through Him and Snake(Totally changing his name sometime.)
Then on the way home I almost got ran over by an old lady on a bike and I got sand in my eye and walked straight into a lamppost. I bumped my head on the counter in the garage and REALLY hurt myself. Then my sister kept making me feel really nervous about me Uni choices although she is only trying to keep me cautious.
So today was a shit day.
P.s The only positive thing today was my sister falling down the decking stairs which was HILARIOUS. I did my real laugh for AGES and realised how long it has been since I have actually laughed that real-ly....which then depressed me.
Wednesday, 24 March 2010
My Day - Episode Seventeen
Today was what one might call a normal day, but it was full of little things I want to talk about, which is my usual reasoning for a My Day.
This morning I woke up, set in my mind what I wanted to wear. Put it on, looked awful. Changed, put something else on, looked even worse. Tried first outfit with different tights. Nope. Tried old tights and new shoes. Nope. Old shoes. Nope. GODAMNIT. So eventually I just threw on what I first had on with different tights and said "Fuck it if I look weird."
Turns out everybody loved my outfit today. I had about five English teachers chatting about how nice I looked and admiring my 'strut' in heels. New heels, wonderful. Then three of the kids I teach were adoring my shoes. And more friends are in love with them too. God bless shoes for making my day better.
So then in my free I was being really cuddly and lovely with Him and I felt really bad 'cause Stag was there and later on I found out that he had blogged saying he felt bad for being around us when we act like that. So I felt awful about that. I asked Him to have a word but no doubt he will forget so this is me saying "Oh my god, I'm so sorry for stealing your friend! You guys can spend time together and I won't be there and you don't interrupt anything at all! <3".
Teaching went reasonably well considering I was in so much pain from gorgeous shoes. I managed to suffer through it and survive my first day with them though, woo! Sorry, that's the last shoe mention I swear. So anyways I got given this bingo thing to round off the lesson with in my bio class. So I did that and felt really pathetic because no-one listens to me and I don't have the confidence to control them as a class. Not to mention Mr Gobbyarse who constantly chats, how do you handle that? Then in the English class I teach I got given Blondie and Ginger to take care of. Both of whom hate me. Both of whom still did no work.
Still it makes my day when I come out of that lesson and I see Him waiting for me with P.Diddy, Cheshire and Curltop. It brings a smile to my face just to see them. I think that's really what's getting me through this insane patch where I randomly feel god awful without reasoning. So thanks people. :D
This morning I woke up, set in my mind what I wanted to wear. Put it on, looked awful. Changed, put something else on, looked even worse. Tried first outfit with different tights. Nope. Tried old tights and new shoes. Nope. Old shoes. Nope. GODAMNIT. So eventually I just threw on what I first had on with different tights and said "Fuck it if I look weird."
Turns out everybody loved my outfit today. I had about five English teachers chatting about how nice I looked and admiring my 'strut' in heels. New heels, wonderful. Then three of the kids I teach were adoring my shoes. And more friends are in love with them too. God bless shoes for making my day better.
So then in my free I was being really cuddly and lovely with Him and I felt really bad 'cause Stag was there and later on I found out that he had blogged saying he felt bad for being around us when we act like that. So I felt awful about that. I asked Him to have a word but no doubt he will forget so this is me saying "Oh my god, I'm so sorry for stealing your friend! You guys can spend time together and I won't be there and you don't interrupt anything at all! <3".
Teaching went reasonably well considering I was in so much pain from gorgeous shoes. I managed to suffer through it and survive my first day with them though, woo! Sorry, that's the last shoe mention I swear. So anyways I got given this bingo thing to round off the lesson with in my bio class. So I did that and felt really pathetic because no-one listens to me and I don't have the confidence to control them as a class. Not to mention Mr Gobbyarse who constantly chats, how do you handle that? Then in the English class I teach I got given Blondie and Ginger to take care of. Both of whom hate me. Both of whom still did no work.
Still it makes my day when I come out of that lesson and I see Him waiting for me with P.Diddy, Cheshire and Curltop. It brings a smile to my face just to see them. I think that's really what's getting me through this insane patch where I randomly feel god awful without reasoning. So thanks people. :D
Wednesday, 20 January 2010
Pardon?
This is beginning to get rather boring: I feel as if I cannot hear. The hearing in my right ear has degenerated quite badly, reminiscent of my childhood where I was shoved in a booth with headphones to listen to bleeps and press buttons until they realised (like I had been saying for days) that I couldn't hear that well.
I have finally managed to get Mums, Sisters and my own arse in gear in booking things. I have finally booked an opticians appointment AND another appointment to go see the doctor, woo....go me.
Other than that, an unhealthy fixation on my image/weight/figure is taking hold, I can feel it's metaphorical nails digging into my shoulders and ingraining itself in my otherwise engaged brain. Bridget Jones Diaries do not help as she is obsessive over food and I will most likely absorb this character trait.
Also my rather psychologically unsound cousin has stopped eating and a young boy at my bustop has started a diet and keep telling me of his weightloss which I am jelous of. I'll be counting calories next. (1575 but hey, who cares right?)
Gaining confidence in my teaching. I'm leading a review 5 minute thing in biology and in the english class I teach I will be leading small activities with a section of a class with L.S.
So anyways life goes on, crazy as it is.
Ciao.
I have finally managed to get Mums, Sisters and my own arse in gear in booking things. I have finally booked an opticians appointment AND another appointment to go see the doctor, woo....go me.
Other than that, an unhealthy fixation on my image/weight/figure is taking hold, I can feel it's metaphorical nails digging into my shoulders and ingraining itself in my otherwise engaged brain. Bridget Jones Diaries do not help as she is obsessive over food and I will most likely absorb this character trait.
Also my rather psychologically unsound cousin has stopped eating and a young boy at my bustop has started a diet and keep telling me of his weightloss which I am jelous of. I'll be counting calories next. (1575 but hey, who cares right?)
Gaining confidence in my teaching. I'm leading a review 5 minute thing in biology and in the english class I teach I will be leading small activities with a section of a class with L.S.
So anyways life goes on, crazy as it is.
Ciao.
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