If a pentagon can be split into three triangles, why do I hate maths coursework?

Blogggininnng. I am blooggggining. That is not a word! I am writing blogining because it would be a word if had written the dictionary.
So hohoho
Nothing to report really.

Parents evening is next week, that should be a blast...oh and I have to have a post sixteen interview about coming back to the sixth form. How fun. I have to tell them what I am going to bring to the sixth form. Killer shoes. I am going to bring killer shoes to the sixth form

Omigosh, so yesterday in English, Denise sort of moved her arm, and oh so accidently on purpose revealed a slightly self mutilated wrist, so I was like "Denise...what did you do to your wrist?" and she covered it up and was like "I was bored." now correct me if I'm wrong, but is that the most bullshitting excuse ever? So I said "Don't show kat" because who knows what Kat would do. It's not like she's naive or anything, but half the time she'll put on a big show for her own amusement which is all fine and dandy, but giving Denise the attention she wanted was probably not the best idea. So anyway, Eventually Kat sees it, and she yelps and jumps and goes "OMG" and hyperventilates which is like so overreacting if you ask me, but she seemed to thknk it was normal. So then Denise was all like hahaahaha. Finally we convinced Kat that Denise got in a ferocious bout with her cat.

Cutting yourself, is not that worst thing you can do, heck, it has it's upsides right? Cutting yourself for attention is a little pathetic. Cutting yourself because youre bored is like OMFG GET BROADBAND. Seriously, if anyone needs to get addicted to a message board, it's her. You wouldn't believe the crapt hat comes out of that girls mouth.
But who knows, maybe it's all true, butter wouldn't melt in her mouth, and I'm going to hell for doubting her.

I spent last night playing a french boardgame. It's pretty cool, you get delt four cards, and then each have a town on them, with some information about the town. Then you play on this big map, and you start at Paris. The aim of the game is to move around the map, through all of your destinations, and then return to Paris, the first one there is the winner. What makes it difficult is that everytime you reach a destination you have to take a yellow card, which gives you an instruction to put your piece somewhere on the map. This can be good if you end up somewhere that you want to be, or bad if you were like, two places away from your final destination.

But I was playing it properly, which meant everytime I landed on a place I had to read the card in french about the location, and then speak in french the whole time. On one hand it was totally cool, I mean french totally rocks. And I feel SO contental when I speak it, and I am not that bad I must say 93% you know! On the other hand, when I've been revising all day, (hello, GCSEs are in like 12 weeks! Eek!) and then learning spanish vocab all evening, translating reams of french isn't my ideal way to spend the hour before I got to bed. I swear, if I had been awake enough to dream last night, I would have been dreaming about frenchness. Or french cheese!

Ohhh my gawwdd! Really cool interesting news like wow! So this Sunday, there are these argentinians coming from Barker College in Buenos Ares (sp?) and they are going to be playing hockey against my school! I cannot, I repeat, CANNOT play hockey for anything, but they needed a place to stay so I volunteered. I am providing an establishment for Tatiana Vanesa. I mean how pretty is that name!!?? Where'd I get off with a name like Sarah? I speak spanish pretty well, so it should be excellent for my practise, and she goes to a school where fifty percent of the lessons are taught in English so there wont be any misunderstandings I think.

I'd probably be better equipted to speak to someone french, as phrases like, "si tu voudrai" and "c'est le jour de toi," but I'm sure I'll be able to get a bit of spanish in my head in time for tomorrow afternoon. It's going to be like, the best! Bad news though, I'll have to clean my room!

Well I have to go study now, becauseI have work at 1.30 and then I have swimming at six and if you didn't realise my GCSEs are soon!

If anyone knows, could they pass on to me squirrelmick's predicted grades? It would be most appreciated. Mine kick ass by they way.

If I actually get them, I'll be dancing the charleston on a flagpole.


JOOOOOOOOOo why do you not email me? My heart grows sick from not speaking to you!
Lawla! That girl at school? Called Laura? She thinks I am way weird.
Megz, you didn't call, I sob.
Melissaaaaah I hope your essay is dancing ccrazy! Did you take history for Alevel?
& Adam, for someone who misses me so much, I haven't had an email from you in weeeks! And what about the whole fanfic thing!?


LOVE YOU GUYS!

P.S. I had a dream that you replaced me with Bangzz