Playground school bell rings...

A little bit about my day:

I had English first, which I normally love, but we were writing Sonnets .. the gayest thing in the world. I hate Shakespeare. Always Will. The English language would be so much easier if Shakespeare's mother had an abortion. Then I wouldn't be failing.

B discovered that recess is the best time to get me into trouble by chucking her cigarette packets at me. Nah, I’m only joking; we’re both environmentalists.

History was a no sleep lesson because the lesson was basically Miss Bucked-tooth giving us lectures on the I.T people cyber-stalking us to see if we're on Facebook & etc. TBH, I think it's kind of lame. Why give out laptops when they know that we are going to use it inappropriately? No use in blocking Facebook .. teenagers get entertain by anything on the internet whenever there's a teacher talking to herself in the classroom.

I got some sleep in period three, because it was science. We were watching a documentary on earthquakes. Occasionally, I would get awakened by the loud speakers in the room with the destruction of buildings & etc. Plus the room is all echo-y.

My little sister sat with my group and I at lunch again today. I hate it when she does that. I get that it’s her first year at high school, but can’t she make her own friends? And after I was hit in the face by a football twice, I officially have a fear of being hit by balls, just like Blaize.

PE was a waste of time since we had a substitute who didn't know how to work the overhead, and it look her twenty minutes to decide to go to the I.T man.

I wagged last period maths thanks to a dentist appointment, which was awesome because by the time we arrived at the dentist place, my mum realised that I’m actually booked there tomorrow afternoon. So I get to miss two periods of maths in a row! Woot! I love my teeth :D

Trinna xx

A battlefield...

Just a random question:

Who do you like more, Justin Bieber or Jonas Brothers?

My school at the moment it spilt into two teams: Team JB, and Team JB. It’s a war. I don’t know which side to pick as I hate them both!


Trinna xx

The wheels on the bus go...

My school bus does two separate runs of my town each morning, and I catch the second round. On the first round, the bus just so happened to breakdown in front of my school. The bus driver got onto some random bus (that goes to a primary school) that stopped to drop high schoolers off.,br>Today I was bored and decided to go to my bus stop ten minutes early just to kill time. The bus was twenty minutes late. It was hell standing under that hideous sun for half an hour!
When the bus finally arrived, I was like: What the heck? Why do we have this old bus?! Why are there little kids all over it?!?!
Question answered.
Instead of going to my school, the bus went to the primary school first, where the kids took forever to get off. Then when the bus was travelling to the high school, the driver almost rolled us—we got there so late that I had to sign in at the front office, and walk right into my first period class. Yes, we missed homeroom.
But it was kinda epic, I guess. Meh. I hate busses.

Trinna xx

Don’t try to hate me because I am so popular...

Yesterday was my first day back at school for the year, and it was no where near epic. It was basically the exact same as every other school day, only I was a sophomore.
We had five new students enrolled in my year, which was great because I’ve been looking forward to making a new friend. But no. Each of them had to have a ‘buddy’ who would show them around school, and other stuff. And every one of them was a ‘buddy’ to a prep. This meant they will all soon become preps, who would then pick on people such as me. Fail. There was this one girl, Clara, who was repeating the year (coz she had too many days off school), who I chatted with, and she seemed a potential new friend. But when the preps finally made it to class, they adopted her. OMG, I hate those people! It’s like popular people desperately want to be popular. Like, they don’t think they have enough ‘friends’. Literally, the popular clique at my school boasts a whopping 31 members! Seriously. And they believe they don’t have enough friends. Or maybe they just want the loners to stay loners. I think I’ll go stab thumbtacks into their photos.

Trinna xx