Today was quite interesting. I came in and brought a football like I normally do. I go into the ICT room that I normally go into in the mornings. So, I sat down and played tank trouble with my friends. That rest of my friends came but got shouted at since there were no computers left. We followed them out but couldn't find them. SO we did what we could. Play 'A**'. We played that for a total of 2 mins when a rival gang came out and tried to 'intimidate' us. We slowly backed away and then ran. We found a good place to play 'Ass' again, behind C Block. It failed and only 1 'A**'
Maths was right inside C Block so we were quite well placed to enter. That lesson wasn't that interesting. Just working out how old South Park was. French was a bit better but it lacked substance. However we did learn how to ask someone to go out with them.
Break was just me and my piano teacher teaching piano. My piano 'partner' wasn't here so it was just me and him. I played 'Englicher Tanz' and did some Aural Tests. My friend failed to look after my football so I was a bit p***ed off.
Then came Geography. We all had that fear in our stomachs about how many minutes we would stay back. It was quite expected when everyone just roared into a loud hubbub when our Geography teacher came in. We just did some Population Growth and that's about it. English was better but we did some boring, silent teamwork exercises. At least we were better than the Year 7's.
Lunch was VERY interesting. We went to the grass behind the hills as we were kicked out of all other places to play football. My 'gang' came ,in their own time I might say, and settled down, making teams and just generally shouting at each other. Of course this stopped when Shammer hit Alex's butt with a stick. This led to a massive 'beef' with the guy who got hit, chasing the hitter. Then when told to calm down the guy got angry with the calmer and tried to have 'beef' with him. Then Julian hit the angry guy with MY football, then he lost the ball and the Year 10's got it. They played with MY football in the adjacent MUGA. Many of the people were interested with the incident involving the stick. NO one got my ball. When they finally got MY ball back, they stated to play rugby. It then suddenly hit me. Not the ball, but the thought that they don't know the rules. SOme were throwing the ball to the ground, some were saying "1-0" when it clearly should by 5 points for a try, and some said 'touchdown' instead. There were rough tackles, involving trip ups and strangling. Then those pesky Year 10's got the ball again. We got it back after 5 mins.
In Form, I did my Citzenship homework and a bit of revision for Sociology.
Then the Citizenship homework was due in. We tried to be late, but it failed. We learned about beer and binge drinking. My fat friend talked about sex a lot It turns out you get lung damage from beer. Then came Geography (again!). Again came that feeling in the stomach that we would stay back for a bit. It was a bit better but Tommy was poking me with his pen, and I got hit by a flying pencil (even after I took cover!). Hunain got a C1 as well, showing that this lesson is very random. It turned out that we would be staying in for 7 mins.
Walking home, Julian said that he thinks he has lung damage from drinking Dr. Pepper and he thinks he is going to die.
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