Six

Evening.
Today was my last ever first day of school. How scary is that.
So I got to school and met up with everyone and went to sit in the French corridor like we always do, and they had painted the walls and put a new floor down, I was like WOAH ITS RED :O and then we went to tutor and got our new planners which are a bit crap, seriously they change it each year and I'm just like nooo bring back the other ones fool!
And then we had an assembly and Commando Sando who I haven't seen since year 8 came out and gave us a speech and I was like yeah okay now give me my new tie, and then they told us that the new ties had a flaw in them and we have to wait another week to get them.This infuriates me; I was going to assert my authority as top of the school and hit year sevens with it D:
And then I had my first lesson which was science with Mr Snow and I was like cool beans and we did some more experimenting with the little cars and the mini laptops because we are just too cool. And then it was break and I found out they'd changed all the floors in the Maths and History blocks too, so it's just a primary coloured dream in there now. Win.
After break, I had business, and I talked to Mrs Nussey about us going to the Trafford Centre this year and she said that she wants to take us but they might not let us because we're year 11 and there's coursework and shizz. Meh. I want to go so badly. It was the best trip of last year!
Anyway.
Halfway through the lesson, I get a note from my citizenship teacher, Miss Gannon, who's like 50 and still single, reminding me to bring in my COMPLETED coursework folder tomorrow. She sent these to all the people in my class, purposefully capitalising the word completed to freak us out. I dislike her. The cheek.
Then after business it was lunch, and the little 'uns were already in there because the year sevens are new they get their lunch 10 minutes earlier than everyone else for the first 2 weeks to ease them into the lifestyle. The flaw in that is that when that two weeks is up, they're dropped straight into the pit of waiting in line for 20 minutes for a slice of pizza or a bottle of water and battling for your table, because when you're a year seven, you have to battle and claim your space. We're year 11. We've had our space claimed since year 9 ;D
So we walked into the dinner hall and they're all sat on the long tables at the bottom end, and we walk straight past them and start unstacking the chairs they use for assembly and putting them in a little circle for our group of friends that are in different lessons, and the year sevens were looking at us like WHAAAAAAAAT because they don't know you can do that. Technically you're not meant to, but you're also not meant to eat food in any place except the dinner hall. That didn't work too well.
After lunch we had double PE for the rest of the afternoon, and we spent most of the single period choosing which sports we wanted to do for the next few weeks lessons. And then in the last lesson we did netball and my team won because we're cool.
So now I've come home and spent most of the evening doing my citizenship coursework. There's only one part I can't do and that's because the software's not on my computer.
I'd rant longer but it's 10 and my sister is being mardy and wants to go to bed
She's got her arse face on
Now she's got up and turned the light off and is refusing to talk to me.
Arsehole.
I might stay on a little bit longer now just to keep her up. Her moodyness is doing my head in now. I wonder why she has friends because she kicks off when things don't go her way. Childish. Like the other day, she told me I wasn't allowed to quit the show, but if I did I still had to come to rehearsals because she needs someone to walk home with.
SHE'S YEAR 9. SHE'S CAPABLE OF WALKING HOME ON HER OWN FFS.
Now she's huffing and puffing. It's working.  Muahahaha
But I really should go to bed. I've got to go to school again in the morning. I think school should just be one day a week. It would be much nicer, don't you think?
I literally just blog what I'm thinking these days. What a loser.
NIGHTT!

-SamSam ♥