wong siu: i just got back my 4th piece of english coursework. and i'm a year above. sounds like they're working you hard! thats good cos our set's the slowest in the year and we have so much to do in less than 2 terms.

i got inspection next week. so all the teachers have been going on about it. there's been a whole lotta random, trivial changes. doubt that they'll stay. i'm looking forward it to it, pressure's not on me. the one file i thought i had to give in i found out that i dont. it's a scary though - like my standards have slipped, but hey, there may be other reasons, eg the fac that only a choice few can completely understand my stylised handwritting. i dont know; i'm not the PTB: the powers that be.

i'll get friday afternoon off, which means that i only have games and PHSE. then i go home and fly to hong kong. seems too soon, my RS coursework will be handed in 2 days before then, and we havent even had the first draft back. somewhere before the plane i'll get my maths coursework too - so much work.

the school photos came. this is the last green blazer photo - i almost feel some sort of sentimental sadness. almost. as usual, i look like a retard. this time, i sinister retard. the guy told me to tilt my head down a bit so my glasses obscured the top part of my left eye so it looks as if i'm blinting - blinking and squinting. then there's the forced smile/smirk. babs and ticca were shouting "teeth/no teeth" at me.

we found karen's shoe today. babs stole it and put it on some stairs, then people just moved and it dissapeared. yesterday in RS karen barged in the RS room to look for it while miss T went to investigate izzie's class shouting "bonjour!" in unison.

today lunch babs, ticca and i went round looking for it. we made fools out of ourselves, "hi, have you seen a shoe?" and asked these french teachers - "this will sound silly but..." said ticca to mad's french teacher.

then we asked mr moz, head of RS, he'd seen it, "is it half trainer, half shoe?" it was in one of the RS rooms, but not anymore. so we went to lost property and it wasnt living with all the other shoes (there were loads), but i saw it in this high paper tray place. babs had this theory that mr mz sent me RS vibes, and come to think about it i had this urge to go to lost property after speaking to him.

so we ran and shouted and babs fell into a bush. then we brandished the shoe victoriously. this was completely worked-up, of course, so karen seemed totally blase when she got it back - all the thanks we got for wasting our energy and losing our dignity.

i wanted to make her sing, "if it wasn't for you/i wouldnt have got back my shoe," but she sang, "if it wasn't for you/barbara would have gotten my shoe." valid.

i'm listening to tomorrow by avril lavigne on repeat. i like it.

<< so we brandished her shoe victoriously. >>

th since 5th october 2001