This Week In School was fine, but there were two MAJOR slip-ups though and one embarassing job interview. But I'll get into that:
Monday, was good Overall, nothing bad really happened at all (a rarety these days, as quality School days are hard to come by now). It marked the third Week in a row for the German Teacher's abscence: alot of people think she's either a) Dead or b) Really ill but seen as she's still giving us all Homework up the bloody wazoo I doubt that she is dead. Did I mention that she is giving us all alot of Homework? Let me put the emphisis on 'ALOT'. Anyway, in a shocking twist that surprised us all, the overseeing secretary gave us all more Homework to fill in but with the sole catch being that we had to hand it in by the end of the hour COMPLETE. WTF? This stuff is again miles ahead of what we did in Class, containing words which, I repeat: WAS NEVER MENTIONED OR LOOKED AT IN CLASS, THESE WORDS ARE COMPLETELY NEW TO US! So, with it being impossible to do the job without a Dictionary, I did what any common person would do and went to pick up a Dictionary. Of course, by the time I had got there the French had already scrambled and grabbed every last Dictionary AVAILABLE. SIGH. So with the task now made impossible, I did, again, what any common person would do and try to decipher the German text using only the basic manual that all our Books contain...to no avail what-so-ever. I literally just filled it in with absolutely no idea what I was even writing, and felt pretty crap when I handed it into the Secretary at the end of the Hour. Luckily for me though, the Results were so bad (even the people WITH the Dictionarys got it all wrong) that the Teacher (wherever she may be) ultimately decided not to evaluate it. PHEW! Science was up next, and we are now currently studying Molecules and all the different types of atomes (which hasn't yet gotten too complicated, in fact its easy-peasy). The Art Teacher was off as well, so the Maths teacher took the reins and we had the Maths lesson in Advance this time (YAY). The hour of Permanence that followed was me doing what I would have done in Art anyway, applying the finishing touches to the Storyboard of the Short-Film we're going to create. Geography that followed after Lunch was preeety awful, just us copying what was being written on the board for an Hour (who knew Russia was such a boring subject?). French was just the same, but with an ample dose of Homework.
NOTE TO SCHOOLS OUT THERE: Giving us more Homework is just stupid because a) we're more likely to rush it and do a piss poor job and b) we will just start to hate your subject not to mention c) alot of it is just the same Exercise but repeated over AND over again, but also d) why do we even have Homework, we're already in School 8 Hours a day you might as just well extend it for another two hours and do the Homework there instead!
So, Tuesday was again fine, Maths being just a bunch of Exercises being thrown at us (practise does make perfect though, shame that you mastered it by Exercise No 2 and the rest were just monotonous drivel, or filler Exercises as I like to call them), Geography was not bad this time, we got to go on the computers and do some hard research. French was more involving, we had to create a description of a photo we found on the Internet (I chose Reaver, a bad guy in Fable 3 voiced by Stephen Fry). English was another blast, I can't believe it when the Teacher actually says something authoritive. This Week he explained how he loves putting a zero on Tests (just joking, of course), recieves an email on his phone WHILE teaching in Class (he said it was from his Brother in Brisben, Australia. Apparently things aren't going well with the flooding over there...) and then asking if anyone would like to read it, and announcing a Test, then letting us waste 15 minutes on revising for it (so, Homework WHILE in School)! I just love how none of the French understands what he's saying because he explains things all in English! God he's both the best AND worst Teacher (from a professional standpoint) in the world right now. German = more impossible homework (at least this time I had a Dictionary, but I only managed to decipher a few words). And Extra Maths by the way was just as boring as its ever been, so no change there.
Wednesday was awful, just because of French. Sport was Part 2 on the High-Jump Test, and I did preform a bit better than last Week, however I've no doubt that my Score for this Trimestre will be CRAP. Technology was us building a 3D model of the Classroom and then deciding where to put all the automatic sensors we've been studying onto it. French was abysmal, mainly because of a SURPRISE INTORROGATION! Oh crap...And its funny because I have been revising a bit every night just in case their was a surprise Test, and then the moment it came I just forgot everything out of panic. Of course the Teacher had to have interviewed me, asking me questions about what I had learnt. I got a few of them right and just completely blacked out on the rest. I was ssure he was going to give me a 'word' (to the parents) saying that I hadn't learnt my lesson correctly but seen as it WAS the first time in over two Years that I had actually slipped up on something she gave me a warning...DAMN THAT WAS CLOSE!
It really shocked me as well, because normally things like this never happen (I'm always the 'perfect' student, never forgets Homework ect...), but that ONE time that I slip up and the Teacher's just turn into a bunch of razor tooth sharks! God I hated Wednesday...
Thursday was ok, a few tense moments though: The Maths Test went okay/well I thought, although I have NO IDEA what my score will be, and I'm also a bit concerned seen as my Classmates all thought it was easy and I didn't. Oh well we'll just have to wait and see...Sport sucked, but then why wouldn't it? I've sucked at it for AGES. The Ping-Pong Test went just as bad as I had predicted, with the only notable thing worth mentioning (aside from the fact that I was God awful) is that I'm now only the 2nd worse in my Class, not the 1st...*SARCASTIC* YAY! S.V.T was by far the hardest lesson of the day: On Thursday, we started a chapter on reproduction. R-E-P-R-O-D-U-C-T-I-O-N. God. Help. Me. And I mean an all out extravaganza of nothing but mating, mating, AAAND mating! This was the most embarassing, squirmish inducing, laugh-out-loud lesson I've EVER had to endure....and we haven't even started on Humans yet! We were forced to watch a Documentary on reproduction for ONE hour, narrated by a dubbed David Attenborough (who looks pretty young, I think the video tape is about 15 Years old!) who did not shy away from ANY of the facts. We had to watch a group of Turtles, Elephants, Fish, Mice, Worms, Snails, Wolves, Cats, and Lions all get IT on. It was H-O-R-R-I-B-L-E! The funniest one BY FAR were the Turtles (who basically just rammed into each other making disturbing sounds), and it got really gross when the Wolf couldn't get his YOU-KNOW-WHAT out of the lady wolfs YEP-YOU-GUESSED-IT!!! The Elephant one was pretty horrendous as well, it tasted the female's urine before nearly braking its back (I thought it was crushing her) and exposing poop everywere. I didn't really know whether to laugh, cry or look horrified, it was just that awful. It also marked the day where pretty much any Child-like innocence left in me was battered out by that video. R.I.P.
German, was exactly the same as Tuesday so no change there, Extra Maths was just as boring as ITS ALWAYS BEEN and it got pretty tense in Music when I was quite literally saved by the bell, seen as I was just about to be evaluated on my terrible flute rendition of 'Les Champs Elysees'. Also, that music Test I did last Week garnered a spectacular 19,5/20, on which I congradulate myself on.
Friday was a bit two-sided, at bits it was equal parts insane, embarrassing and awful but still fun...how that came about I have no idea, perhaps it was just that end-of-the-week syndrome for my Class: It opened up to Extra, Extra Maths which again was just a bunch of Maths Exercises rinse and repeated (we have 7 Hours of Maths every Week now, and its just starting to really tire me out). Then after that we had to present to the Class the diaporama we made on what job we wanted when we (eventually) grow up...and before you ask I have still no clue what-so-ever on what I want to do in the near future, although one of them is to (quote/unquote) 'live'. Anyway my Diaporama was about being a Teacher, something which I only chose just because it was the first thing I came up with. The presentation went well, albeit if a little embarrasing, but in the end it went ok I suppose. The jobs wanted by the rest of the Class included babysitters, pet shop owners, stylists and even a guy that wanted to be a cook in a major michelin star restaurant (not to cramp his style, but REALLY?). Then we had another boring hour of Geography (my Class was uncontrollable in this may I add) followed by another pain-inducing S.V.T. The afternoon started off with the Science Test, and while I think I did well in, but I didn't have enough time to answer two questions at the end that were on big points (lets just hope I was perfect on what I did put!). The Science lesson after that was pretty fun, we where creating models of different types of atomes (using coloured balls) and putting them together to create Molecules...so in other words it was just like playing Lego! English was the lesson that hurt me the most out of everything in this Week...so there was this big Test out of 40 points and all you had to do was change the verbs from the 'Present' to the 'Past' (so 'found' becomes 'find' and so on...), simple enough don't you think? NOPE. Because the moment I handed in my Test papers the English Teacher started to correct it on-the-spot just to see if I had made any mistakes (he was basically doing it comically in front on the Class). All of sudden he shreiked and I was like 'Oh crap, what have I put?' In short: I made four very simple mistakes. FOUR. AND I'M ENGLISH. I DON'T MAKE MISTAKES IN ENGLISH. Easy stuff like: The Telephone ringed instead of rang. He catched the ball instead of caught. Basically stuff that I would NEVER make a mistake on and yet it seemed so easy to me that my brain must have literally went to sleep! So despite getting only 36/40 (my worst Result in English out of the past 4 Years!) he rubbed it in even more by exlaiming that a FRENCHIE had got 1,5 MORE than ME! It was at that moment that I just completely felt like complete and utter SH*T. BEING BEATEN AT ENGLISH BY A FRENCHIE OF ALL PEOPLE? NO!!! THATS IMPOSSIBLE!!!!!!!!!! *FAINTS*
And so, my life ended there.
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