A challenge

Today, Jasmine, Chris D and I caught the bus to the cinema, while t'other Chris, Tom, Ben Winter, Jade, Rosie and Jess Boulton cycled to the same destination. It was a race, but not even self-confessed slow cyclists Chris and Rosie could hold out long enough to let bus team win, although our half-hour venture did  culminate in the vehicle momentarily breaking down. Eventually we met up with the victors, all of us apart from Jess entered the cinema to watch the film "Chernobyl Diaries". It was pretty scary; Jasmine's deathly arm grab got my right arm during the trailers, while Chris spent most of the final third cowering into my left. I was sceptical of the premise: a horror film set at Chernobyl seemed rather insensitive to me, but the focus was on the characters and their eerie situation, not sensationalising the disaster. Plus we got to see the trailer for Ted!

Prom

It's been four days since the class of year 11 formally waved goodbye to compulsory education, and the celebration certainly didn't disappoint! We had pictures taken at school, then twelve of us, in a sea of blue and purple, squeezed into a fire engine limo and were whisked away to the venue.

Posing in front of the limo

The event itself was brilliant! We lapped up the American-style buffet, before heading to the dance floor.  There, we grooved to classics such as the Macarena, as well as recent chart hits and nostalgic requests. All too soon it was over, but the memories still remain, assisted by the flurry of photos uploaded within hours, and videos, including this keek.

The memories

Tom,
I've known you since year seven, when I walked home with you and Chris, and I remember that the pair of you made me laugh a lot!


I wrote that from memory, almost word for word on Thursday, when I began my passage in Tom's memories book. It was the last time we'll ever walk home together (I still find that difficult to believe) and I took the opportunity to ask him to write in mine; he let me return the favour. We were sat next to eachother on the wall that surrounds the local pub, busily writing away. I only peered up to see Katie join us.

That was on Thursday; yesterday we left for real.

Happy birthdays

Today I am celebrating three birthdays.

The first (and by far most trivial) is the anniversary of the release of the 1999 album Stay The Same by Joey McIntyre.

The second is the 16th birthday of my friend, (and still prom date, as far as I know) Tom. I'm attending his party later, hopefully it'll be fun! :)

The third would also be a 16th birthday, that of my primary school friend, Amy. Amy was one of my best friends when we were younger, she was extremely kind and loyal. We parted ways when we were eleven, but I still saw her and our other primary school friends every now and then. One time, about two years ago, she couldn't come because she was really ill. She had a brain tumour. Last October she passed away. I still can't believe she's not here any more.
Happy sweet sixteen Amy, I hope you're celebrating in heaven! :')

Prom, Tom, and Chelsea

Two weeks ago tomorrow, Tom asked me if I'd like to go to prom with him; I said `yes`.

Today he asked Chelsea back out - via text - she hasn't said `yes`, but they "went out" before, and I didn't know they still liked each other. I'm not jealous, just a bit confused as to why he would ask me to prom - face to face and almost two weeks ago now - if he still had feelings for her?

RE: Rant to Chelsea Knight

Tom has broken up with Chelsea and Chris fancies Chelsea, but doesn't want to go out with her. Chelsea is giving them until next week to ask her out. Basically.

Meanwhile, I'm listening to this:

Rant to Chelsea Knight

Chelsea, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! If you still like Chris (as this tweet infers) why are you still dating Tom?? Especially after he ignored you in double German earlier... I don't get it! Either dump Tom or try and make a go of it, please! I don't like it when you're unhappy, it's annoying and pointless.



I don't understand other people.

That lovey-dovey stuff...

Direct message received from Chelsea on Twitter 21:41 15th September 2011: Tom has asked me on date!! I said yes
Direct massage received at about 5:30 today: Me and tom are sort of takin a break btw

Chelsea and Tom's seemingly dateless 3-week experience of going out is officially over for now. Oh dear.

First day back!

Today I started year 11. I could go on for ages about how I don't feel old enough to be sitting my GCSEs next May and how it only feels like yesterday that I was a nervous year 7 on my first day, but instead I'll outline the main events of today:

1. 6:45 am - get up my dad's clock is fast so we were up before 7, but at least it meant we weren't late to...
2. 8:07 am - meet Georgina a couple of minutes earlier than usual (only because it's the first day). Thanks to this, I subsequently miss seeing 8:09 on my watch, but the songs I listened to on the walk to school make up for it.
3. 8:31 am - at school Em, Daisy, Georgina and I are now at school, commenting on how small the new year 7s are and talking about TV shows. This area of conversation is lifted when Chelsea arrives; she will later attempt to work out how many hours of TV she watches in a week (it's a lot).
4. 8:45 am - tutor time we get our new planners (I predicted the cover would be dark and stripy), fill in our timetables, do a fire drill and Rosie's ruler makes my head bleed. Break follows, before our first proper lesson of the day:
5. 11:10 am - science work out our current grades in each module in science, and shake up our seating plan. We now sit (clockwise from the sink): Rachel, Chelsea, me, Chris Donati, Tom, Chris Green, Rosie.
6. 12:10 pm - RS same teacher, seating plan and module as before.
7. 1:10 pm - lunch hall closed so we eventually settle around the morning bench. I hold Em's mirror for her to put her brace bands in.
8. 1:55 pm - PE with no kit, there's nothing to do in PE except listen to sir talk for the best part of an hour. Luckily next lesson we can listen to music while walking. Good times.

I could go on, but assembly isn't particularly interesting and my right arm aches from the tetanus injection I had at the doctors earlier. See ya!

Happy Breathe Day!

16th of June, 9:05, doorbell rings, man at the door says if I wanna stay alive a bit longer, there's a few things I need you to know... three!

Happy birthday Rosie!

Today is Rosie's birthday and I hope she's having a great one! She had a party yesterday which, like last year took place at Castle Quarry. We only got to canoe this time, but it was great, and I think I've improved since last year! Afterwards we jumped in the pond (and Chelsea was thrown in) then we got changed (Chelsea into her orange dress, and I into my lemon dress) and headed back to Rosie's for food; I couldn't stop "hav[ing] another grape" and also ate a few slices of pizza, as well as polishing off the strawberries. We played Buzz on the playstation afterwards, Chelsea, Chris and I came third overall but were first for most of the game. It was soon pass the parcel time; Tom won the first game and I won the second, as Chris, Chelsea and I fiddled with Rachel (Rosie's sister)'s iTunes. I put on Somebody Told Me and Human by The Killers, which went down well with the others (Tom and Izzy liked it) then Rosie unwrapped her presents. To end the night, we youtubed fun dance songs such as YMCA and Cha Cha Slide and Rosie took a few pictures which I hope will appear on facebook soon...

Why my leg hurts...

This morning I was surprised to receive a text from Tom, asking about science table meeting up later on. Eventually it was decided to go to Pomphrey Hill (again) and Em and Georgina were invited to make up the numbers, since Chelsea was busy and Chris Donati is on holiday. In the end only Rosie could come in addition to Tom, his sister Katie, Em, Georgina and I, but it was still good.



Apart from the awkward silences.

We played a lot of games including frisbee, rounders and football; I got 2 rounders as well as scoring a goal against Tom! Played manhunt after that (basically hide'n'seek) and got a few cuts and scratches from the trees, which were far spikier than they appeared (this is why my leg still hurts, about 8 hours later!). Rosie's friend Izzy came soon after that, but Georgina had leave, so Em and I went with her and wandered home in the afternoon sun. And it was 3:33.