my, Ribbons & Lace was grrrrrrrreat.

i got to go on the coach and sit next to Coach Stewart Shah (i have friends in high places) and they gave me a visitor's badge with a Clip. this is important because other visiting girls got lanyards, which makes me a visiting Adult, yeah! a Visiting Important Person, if you like.

i feel like someone who's just done her GCSEs. all that Sixth Forming was too exciting - tiered seating-sitting, Common Room-sitting, sitting around-sitting... using the Sixth Form toilets rightfully was very refreshing.

so: seeing everyone again = fan-fucking-tastic. everyone talking to me = good; not being able to answer all at the same time = bad. talking to teachers (in this order - Mr. Squire, Dr. Catchpole, Mrs. Penney, Mrs. Bernays (so sweet!), Miss Mellor, Miss Thompson, Mrs. Mitchell ('cause i've so talked to her before), Mr. Jervis, Mrs. Mayer) = good; having crap answers to their questions = bad.

sitting in lessons = good. not having to do work = good. knowing Physics (Cavendish! thankyou Herlinger) = good. freaking out about DT deadlines = bad. realising they're not your DT deadlines = very good.

remembering Spanish grammar and whispering in Miryam's ear = hahaha. messing up own Spanish grammar = not so hahaha (quieres que te ayude?). Sr Carbonell's new image = omgwtfbbq!!

not staying longer = crap.

HabsLoff. thankyou for reading.

P.S. i've really learnt things today! el subjuntivo (useful for subjontif-ing?), reading Life of Pi and i'm now going to teach myself AS/A2 Chemistry just because i like it.

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th since 5th october 2001