Barmy Blue's Bland Blog

Well, what an interesting day.

I’m sitting in the study room writing this because the common room is hosting a Christmas party for the elderly during the last two lessons but because they’re setting it all up we can’t go in there for lunch. I must admit, it looks nice, even with three sets of different flashing lights with different sequences.
Also, prefect duties were suspended last week so we cold study for our exams .

Late as usual. I think mum had the day off today, she was in her casual clothes (And that jumper that I sold dad for her birthday. See previous post).
The great thing was that we had life skills. Now, how that works is a bit confusing because it changes every week because of the stupid scheme the school has. On the first week we have it on the first lesson on the Monday. The next week we have it on the second lesson on the Monday. The next week we have it on the third lesson and so on and when we’ve got to the last lesson on Monday then we move to the first lesson on Tuesday and it continues.

Anyway.
I spent the lesson doing nothing, then had my English lesson, with Ms Miller, which involved reading the last three chapters of ‘The Handmaid’s Tale’ and doing activities on it (Homework wasn’t even mentioned).
Then break then the same lesson with the same teacher.
Then onto my other English teacher, Ms Banks. We did a little Wuthering Heights religion in which Ms Banks confessed she hadn’t read the book for 6 years and had lost her copy. It also turned out that we remembered more about it than she did (Seeing as we did it last year but we’re retaking it this year).
At the end of the lesson I heard some wonderful news from Sally and Anita. They said that we don’t have school on Friday, as a reward for our good ofstead report; I need to check that though. If the information proves true that means I can finish my Christmas shopping; I know what I want to get Tom but I can’t go after school because it’s a small shop (full of fragile things) and my school bag is too big to take in there, without having to kick it across the floor so that I don’t break anything.

I’ll have PE after lunch, I wonder how many people will turn up. I doubt many will.

I’ve finally got the names of my main characters for Tom’s story but I’m still trying to plan it out. I’ve made three poor attempts to start it already. Oh well. Waiting a few months, until his birthday, won’t hurt him.

Edit: Got my bus pass. Mum was home. Dad dropped in too and helped us with the tree. he tree looks good, if a little scrawny because dad trimmed of the lower branches, because we're used to putting the tree in a bucket and not a stand. I must say, the tree does smell lovely. I always love how Christmas trees smell.

Today's chocolate was a santa hat. Cute .