This Week In School: The Perfect Week?

This is what I would like to call a 'relaxing' Week In School. A Week without Tests (for the most part), Homework or any of that stress. It was quite refreshing, no more cringe inducing  S.V.T and Maths couldn't be seen anywhere! The final Week before the Easter Holidays was quite perfect. Not to say that things weren't boring though...

Danton has been having too many pies...

Our Schedule had been mixed up alot this Week, because half of the year wasn't present (off on a Week's Holiday to Spain, not that I envy them because they're all probably sunburnt to hell right now!) and so both Classes in my Year joined together to make 4eme C (A + B = C apparently). German was still in its regular slot, but the Teacher was absent again so more Permenance. We had a German Test on Thursday so I spent most of my time revising for it or finishing off the Science exercises I had to do for Friday. After Perm was Maths, which was just a filler lesson where she all just gave us two COLOSSAL pages of Maths exercises to fill-in. The Teacher couldn't advance the lesson because the Class' were a) not on the same stage and b) half of the Year was missing so we couldn't make the Spaniards feel left out now could we? Ironically, we needed a calculator to calculate the cosine (or consinus) of an angle. SO NOW WE'RE ALLOWED TO USE THE CALCULATOR ALL OF A SUDDEN? More to the point, my calculator doesn't have the cos or -cos buttons that all those other flashy calculators have so I couldn't do the majority of them. So now I have to get one for the damned Test! After Maths was Art, where I continued the project on a newspaper front page. Annoyingly I accidentally deleted all my progress half way through and had to start from scratch all over again, which sucked. After that was more Permanence, and I had pretty much exhausted any Homework I could possibly do by the end of the hour. After the break was History, in which we watched a film on the Revolution for two hours (HERE and HERE). It got a bit gory at times, featured many beheadings and starred Christopher Lee in a few brief cameos. Despite the fact that it was in French it wasn't all that bad to be honest, it focused mainly on Danton, Robespierre and Louis XVI and finished just after the death of Robespierre. English was twenty minutes on a little grammatical exercise (that I finished in precisely 23.5 seconds) and then we played a game where someone put a sticker on your head with the name of a person on it and you had to guess who it was. My sticker had Lady Gaga on it....

Help! I'm squashed under this massive crowd!

Tuesday started off with History in which we had to do a biography on the famous painter Jacques-Louis David. We had more than enough to keep us occupied, as we had to chart his History from Birth to Death! Maths was after that, which meant MORE exercises but it wasn't that bad this time. Technology was the highlight of the Week by far, because we studied old video games consoles from the 80s-90s. I was in a group tasked with the old Atari 2600, and back then I don't think graphics was even a word! Talk about using your imagination, it was all just a bunch of moving black dots on the screen! Did you people in the 80s even KNOW what was going on in those games? Thank god I was born into a generation of advanced game engines! Permanence was after Techno, and we sat in the library reading comics for an hour chilling out. I was reading a comic about a kid called Dubocu who tried to invent more preposterous schemes to cheat his school Tests. Why the School has that sort of material I don't know, we wouldn't want want some of the kids getting a few smart ideas now would we? The Afternoon was even more laid back, English had me twiddling my thumbs and because the German Teacher was still absent we had YET ANOTHER hour of bloody Permenance. Back to the library reading Books then. Technology (again) replaced Extra Maths, and we finished our dossier on the ol' Atari. 

Good god is that thing made out of Wood?!

Wednesday was a bit more active, History saw us correcting our biography on David, which was quite boring. Judging by his emense wealth of 'oeuvres' that guy sure liked to paint! Technology was us taking a step forward in time, to study the GameBoy Advance. It was definately a signifigant improvement over the Atari 2600 days but its hardly the 3DS now is it? The final two hours were Sport, which was Football. Add in the blazing heat and you've got one hell of a dehydration problem! They put me in the goal (thankfully in the shade), mainly because I was crap at everything and it made more sense to have your best players out on the battle field rather than in the goal. To be honest I just had to stand there and watch them playing and even when they came straight at me they missed by a loooong shot, not even touching the goalposts! These are people that train in clubs, and they can't even shoot straight! Even with all these misses I still failed to catch the ball TEN times by the end. The final Result was 12-13 (we lost) and we walked back into the gym pouring with sweat. Of course the French were all tanned the following day, I was just sunburnt!

This was crap.

Thursday was even more laid back, we had like three hours of Permanence total. History was the first thing in the morning (yet again) and we had a new Teacher supervise us this time (one that Teaches the 3eme's I think). She was quite nice, and we mainly talked about 'seeing the hidden picture' in David's paintings or something...don't look at me! I had had enough of Jacques-Louis David by the end of this. What followed was THREE hours of French back-to-back, which was the equivalent of having my eyeballs being sucked out by a tube! The first hour was with M. Tardivel, the French Teacher for 4eme B, it was quite boring. The work was extremely tedious, we had a page of different sentences each using the word 'post' and we had to find out the different meanings of the word: like 'post' office isn't the same as out-'post' is it? Like I said, extremely tedious...The second hour of French saw another new Teacher Mme. Elain (who was my French Teacher in 6eme), who quite frankly cuts the bullsh*t right down. Here we did Internet Research on the History of the postal service, all the way down to the Middle ages. Seriously, why the Postal love all of a sudden?! It isn't like any of us actually USE the postal service nowadays is it? The last time I ever wrote a letter was in 2006! The last hour in this marathon French trilogy was a boring grammar lesson. Nothing to see here folks... 
The afternoon was completely pointless, I might as well have just not gone in and just stayed in bed! We had a German Test though, but it was exactly the same as the last one (down to the minute detail). I whizzed through it in under 15 minutes and I'm pretty sure that not one mistake was made. We had TWO hours of Permenance to fill after that so we watched a movie that one of kids brought in. Something called 'Le Mac' starring Jose Garcia, a R rated comedy which is basically ripped off from the classic 'The Prince And The Pauper' plot like so many countless movies before it! For a Catholic school to show us a film where in the first FIVE minutes the main character wakes up in a bed surrounded by naked women, snorts crack, shoots someone, swears from the top of his voice and strolls into a strip club of even MORE naked women I found it to be pretty sacrilegious on their part! And boring as hell. Is this what the Frenchies taste in movies are like? I find it complete and utter SH*T if thats the case. The final Hour was Art, where we had to make a poster about the upcoming School play (or as they call it, a 'Spectacle') on May 27th. The edition is to have a 'buffet' on the night aswell, and you can even arrange a takeaway! Apparently this is exiting and has to be displayed in big BOLD letters on our poster for some reason. I almost resisted the urge to put: 'Warning: sets will be made out of Cardboard!' 

Do they even exist now?

Friday was more of the same, and unfortunately there isn't alot to comment on. French came back to haunt us again with more research on the postal service (I'm sick of BLOODY letters right now), and even more grammar exercises in the second hour (this time online) where after one hour of doing the SAME exercise I finally managed to get a 11/20, surely by pure luck! Then there was Maths, where I finally got the Results for my two previous Tests on the subject. The surprise Test from last Week (which I forgot to mention) earned me a 5/5, and it turns out the other Test really was THAT easy, which meant I garnered a big 16,5/20! I'm really delighted by these scores, hopefully pulling me back out of that drain in which I had a string of appalling Results. PHEW, what a relief! Permenance was after Maths, so more reading then. The Afternoon was more relaxation, we filled in a few crosswords the French Teacher had provided, along with a few more grammar pages. So technically this makes it the SIXTH hour we've had of French in just under TWO days! Now if that isn't overkill then I don't know what is! Science was the first proper lesson I think we've had all Week, because of USGEL and the voyage to Jersey the Science Teacher had ALOT of catching up to do with both Classes. He split the classes up into two sections and assigned us each different experiments to do (because 4eme B was furthur advanced than my Class). It was quite the super-charged lesson and as such it went by quickly. The final lesson English, was us again chilling out for another hour. Basically we had a few games of Hangman, joked around a bit and waited for the bell to go at 4.40pm. It was the equivalent of tapping your fingers against the table loudly screaming 'COME ON! WHEN ARE THE HOLIDAYS GOING TO START! I NEED TO GET TO SATURDAY NOW SO I CAN WATCH DOCTOR FRIGGING' WHO!'

Get it wrong and he dies!!!!!!

And that was the last Week in School folks (again). Its only really been a month since the last Holiday, but my anticipation for Doctor Who has made it speed up even more so it practically feels like no time has passed at all between Hols. Was this the perfect Week though? No Tests, no stress, nothing happening? Just chilling out and relaxing the entire time? In a way it is the Week I've been moaning for since I first started this Blog, but I wouldn't want it to be like this every Week because that would be boring. That means both boring for me, and boring for you to read! But add in more exitement and cut down on French then I suppose this really is 'The Perfect Week In School'...        

              

Doctor Who: The Impossible Astronaut

Well after an agonising wait, Doctor Who retured to our screens tonight. But was it worth it? After all this build-up and hype is this really the mother of all season openers? I can't exactly tell you yet, seen as this is the first part of a Series wide arc that Mr. Moffat has been planning in his head since Series Five. But judging from the first Episode alone I think we're in for a real treat. There were relevations and twists aplenty, from Amy being pregnant to a future version of the Doctor properly dying. AND it was set in America! FOR REAL THIS TIME! Were the Silence really that scary? No, but then again I haven't been really scared by Doctor Who since Series Three (I think I grew up) but they are undoubtably unnerving and really creepy looking. I take it I wasn't the only one who got a 'Alien' vibe when they were in the sewers sorrounded by gunky walls and a 'beeping' electronic device? 

Talk about over-kill! He blew the SH*T out of that woman!

The idea behind the (now revered) monsters is really top notch, the scene when they're inside the 'Lodger' Tardis when Rory looks outside only to see a horde of these horrible creatures after them (though not attacking...for some reason?) and then just looks away forgetting he ever saw them was creeepy. Then there was that scene in the bathroom, where that woman with the big teeth gets literally blown up into shreds (most graphic 'Who' death since the Toclafane eradicating President Winters anyone?) in the toilets right before Amy! They didn't really do alot apart from looking creepy in the tunnels and killing that woman though did they? And what's their big plan that set in motion the events of Series Five? I suppose that was because the majority of the screen time was lent to setting things up than rather bringing out the big guns straight away. Which I think is the main problem for this Episode: (and all two parters for that matter!) it went a bit slow at times and was merely setting things up for the next installment/whole Series. 

I'm sure I wasn't the only one screaming 'HOLY CRAP!' at this moment?

And now lets move into the main twist of this Episode, the Doctor 'dying'. Properly. I'm sure not many of you saw this coming! And killed by an Astronaut coming coming out of a lake (God this show can get weird sometimes, but thats exactly why we love it)! The first fifteen minutes were by FAR the best out of the whole show. PERIOD. The cremation of the 'future' Doctor, down to the appearance of the 'younger' Doctor and that menacing scene in the Tardis was quite powerful. So how are they going to get out of this one? I have my theory that the Doctor we saw die was a clone/replicant of the real Doctor sent back in time to kickstart the events of this Series. Or I am most probably barking up an entirely different tree! Oh, and I don't think that the person killing him was that Girl in the suit either. They didn't show a face did they? Hmm...very suspicious. Speaking about that girl, we still don't know what any of that is about do we? Why is she in an Astronauts suit? Who is she? Why are the Silence interested/connected to her? I suppose we're going to find out, but a big thing/relevation in the next Episode (which will apparently 'Explode' the Internet according to reports) will be tied to her. Which makes it all the more interesting...So coupled with the fact that the Doctor will die in the future and a mysterious girl (trapped?) in an Astronaut suit we also have the big reveal that Amy is pregnant (despite being as thin as a stick may I add), and I think she hasn't said anything to Rory yet either! There could definately be something more to this baby, but even being just a 'plain' old baby will cause many problems for the Tardis crew. Mainly, why the heck doesn't Amy just stay in the Tardis because she's clearly putting her unborn kid in danger EVERY SINGLE MINUTE she's with the Doctor! And talk about dark/adult. For a program aimed at a family audience and being shown at 6pm their were an alarming amount of sexual references, not to mention the fact that a pregnant woman grabbed a gun and SHOT a frigging kid! Jesus Christ, and one image of the Silence alone is enough to send any kid to the mental institution! But having said that, it all makes for really good drama doesn't it! The Cliffhanger could have had a bit more zasaz though, tame compared to most of them during the RTD tenure.

Best moment out of the whole Episode.

Then there was the whole 'WE'RE GOING TO AMERICA!' bit that has been the main selling point for this Episode. Although its addition at the start of the Ep was awesome the rest of the 'America' parts was either in the Oval office set or the Silence's lair. Here's hoping we get to see more of this beautiful location in the conclusion to this two-parter. President Nixon seemed spot on (judging from what I know about him) and not to cartoony like the Futurama version that was really over the top. Its nice to see that under Moffat's Who reign we get to see realistic impressions of famous people in History (Vincent Van Gogh, Churchill, Nixon...). Canton Everett Delaware the III was a great addition to the cast aswell, and it was nice to see authentic American accents and not just parodies of them ala 'Daleks In Manhatten' and 'Evolution Of The Daleks'. The bit with River and Rory was also really neat, showing the true tragidy of their relationship. The last time he will meet her is the first time she will have met him and vice versa...Its quite the poetic tale apparently. But we still don't know who she is, and I still hold my theory that she's really evil as hell and just being really clever about it. Cos' that would be awesome if ot was true! But then again she could just be Rory and Amy's kid all grown up....or the Rani....or the Doctors Wife....or a future version of the Doctor....or the girl in the Astronaut Spacesuit...or a clone...or a Timelord...you know what the fan speculation is endless now!

Are the Silence capable of Time Travel?

So all in all I think that it was a 'good' Episode with some fantastic moments but kinda dull in a few parts and faustratingly teasing. Also its mere existence was so it could set up what looks to be a fantastically and enthralling Series. And I am eating up the Silence aswell, being great additions to the DW rogues gallery. Why does this have to be the opening Episode though? The Series should start in a blaze of action and drama and it was quite lacking in the 'loads of SH*T happens department'. Next Week will more than fill in that gap from what I've seen of it so far though. We jump in time by three months where they're all fugitives out on the run from the FBI (for some reason) and leading a revolution against the Silence invasion. There's Area 51 (with a bearded Doctor!) the Apollo landing take off and a showdown with the Silence in the Lodger Tardis! So really all the hype should have been focused on next Week rather than this Week then...

Has Silence really fallen yet?

 

   

50th Blog Post!

Well its coming up to what, Seven months now? Nearly Seven months since my first Blog Post, and I've just passed the 50th Blog post NOW! Wow, fifty Blogs. And they're not even that short! How many words is that? I don't know. Seven months is a looong time, and now I've somehow got an entire online journal with posts about Video Games, Blu-Rays, Books and School! How did I find the time to write all this by the way? Its actually become a bit of a hobby for me now hasn't it? I can look at a Blog post from like five months ago and know exactly what I was up to at that time and what I was going through (probably complaining about a German Test or something). And what happens in a Years time (if I'm still on this Blog then), where will I be then? And with my Twitter account you can extend that back even further, back to March 2010 when I still in the early days of being fourteen! And I don't know about you but being fourteen seems a lifetime away now. So much crap has happened since then...If I could go back in time and tell my older self something it would probably be: 'Go play Mass Effect 1 & 2 NOW, Homework will suck and Doctor Who Series Six will be AWESOME'. Yeah, probably something like that...

Anyway I hope you've enjoyed my ramblings from the past Six Months, its been quite a ride.

 

This Week In School: S-E-X Education? What's that?

Well to be honest not alot happened This Week In School. I failed on a History Test (by my standards anyway), got taught Sex Ed 101, injured my back in Sport (and that WASN'T in the fight to the Death bit) and found out the Weeping Angels true weakness....which turned out to be a heaping dump of Marble! 

Bagguette for everyone! YAY!

Monday was agonisingly dull. German was us doing a bunch of little grammitical exercises, which were pretty easy because once you've got the basics down you just have to start piling those building blocks on top of one another. In some ways thats the difficulty I have with French, because I was thrown into it at an advanced level without knowing any of the basics. Technology was the Test on identifying the key elements and 'functions' of a system. The Test was on an automised sun shelter that would pop out of the side of your house whenever it was hot outside and give you shade. All you had to do was determine the 'goal' of such a product, identify the elements that composed it and write down their fonction aswell. It seemed ridiculously easy, because the diagramme of the product had FOUR elements on it and there were FOUR boxes that you had to fill in. Even an idiot would go 'Hmm I wonder if I have to write that?'. You had to be careful on your wording though, because you can't just say the fonction of a Sun detector is that it 'Tells you when its sunny and stuff'. No, you have to say 'Detects Luminosity' or some specific wording like that which makes you sound like a scientist! So really its all on whether I worded it right (and in French, finding the exact word is a bit limited for me, I can't just sprout out words like 'It glistened in the Twilight sun' or anything like that). Art was fun, we have scraped the idea of doing our magazine cover on a piece of paper and are now doing it via Photoshop. Also now it has to be based on the College in some form or another, not just any random topic we want. Learning how to use those damn photo tools can be tricky though. Never hire me to do photoshop work. Maths was sufferable, we corrected a few exercises and the Teacher explained a few rules in Geometry ect...  so that at all that interesting then!

The Afternoon kicked off with History and I've never seen the Teacher as pissed as this before. She must have had a REALLY bad Weekend, apparently she was ill for most of it and the History Test Results were absolutely abysmal! And also because my Class is constantly giving her hell, moaning about everything and being quite rude in some cases. There's very few people NOT disruptive now, like they all just hit Puberty and are being a big dick about Homework and well...everything! At least I keep my thoughts to myself, everyone else just attacks the Teacher from the moment she enters the door! I tend to sympathise with the Teacher alot of the time, don't I? Just thank god the Class aren't like that to me! Anyway back to the abysmal Test Results she was talking about, the one on the French Revolution. Apparently very few people got more than half the points, which made me feel all the more proud because I felt that the Test went incredibly well. Until I saw the Result...an abysmal 14/20! Yes thats right, my LOWEST Score in History for the past THREE YEARS! How could have I have stooped so low? Fourteen is an INSULT after I slaved for FIVE HOURS revising for this SH*T, memorising the ENTIRE French BLOODY Revolution! At least I had the comfort of knowing that I was still Top Of The Class, but man was I confused, faustrated and surprised all at the same time! But don't fear fellow readers, because the Teacher said that seen as the Results were so bad the first time around, She'll offer us a second chance on Friday to redo the Test (a different Test, but it will still be on the Revolution) and will then pick the one with the best Score...PHEW! But of course that meant I had to revise for another FIVE HOURS again, so that SUCKED! French had us doing a bunch of extremely complicated grammar exercises, to the point where the person next to me (who is nearly Top Of The Class on French by the way) just put his hand up and said he was totally lost. So that lead to about four pages of different grammar rules which just made me even more confused! Oh well, time to prepare myself for another crap Test Result then... 

It doesn't exist in my mind.

             

Tuesday was...yeah. This was the day where the organisation 'Par Coeur' intervened with the lessons for two Hours of classic Sex Education (which has quite frankly been pushed down our throats these past Weeks). Great, what kind of horrible torture do I have to be put through now? Maths was okay, the new Chapter on finding the 'consinus' of an angle was pretty easy, and in Maths me saying 'easy' early on pretty much means a good Test Result, because normally I only start to understand at the very end. Or at least I hope so... History after Maths was better, the Teacher made a ten year timeline from 1789 to 1799 charting all the events that happened in the Revolution so it would be much easier to learn and a get a handle of. I think in the Test the problem was that with so much crap going on I mixed a few events and got the order a bit muddled. But hey, try to learn ten years of French History of by heart and you're bound to make mistakes! After History was the two looong hours on Sex. To be honest, it was more boring than uncomfortable and must of the stuff I knew anyway. I don't even really see why we need Sex Education, because if I have any questions I could just look it up on the Internet, or read a Book about it or something! But then again I suppose not everyone has Internet so its kinda/sorta needed. After a month of this, you can almost say the word 'penis' to me now without me feeling the sudden urge to vomit. So we've made progress I suppose? The guy doing the lecture sounded hilarious (you'd think he would be out of a Warner Brothers Cartoon or something) so it was really hard not to crack up everytime he opened his mouth! You got asked alot of questions aswell, namely your interests, relationship with your Parents ect... I might as well just give him my phone number while I'm at it!

The Afternoon didn't hold anything particularly interesting. English was the Test on the Present Perfect (on which only four out of nineteen people got more than 5/10, so a complete disaster for the Teacher). Of course I got 10/10, but then it was hard not to. I tried hard not to get a perfect Score, honest! German was the same as Monday and I won't dare go into Extra Maths before my head hits the ground due to boredom! Seriously, if I had to choose a personal hell, living an eternity in Extra Maths would be it! You might aswell kill me now...

Imagine this but with a lot more dirty fighting.

Wednesday was the last part of the wrestling 'trilogy' Test. Basically this was the final round where we were pitted against someone from our 'level' (based on how many matches you won/lost). I was pitted against my first ever combattant (where I lost 2-4 remember), and it  got really tense. Basically in two minutes we went from dooking it out standing up to on the floor clutching each others necks! Then we clambered back onto our feet and flew ourselves about for a bit til' we were neck and neck. Then there was the classic 'One tries to grab hold of my neck and swing me onto the ground but I in-turn grab his neck aswell so we both tumble to the ground in a pile of sweat!' In the end it was a draw: 2-2. For the last fight it was definately the best one! I felt like I had really given this one my all. Or maybe it was just the adrenalin. Now excuse me while I collapse onto the floor because I've broken like a dozen of my ribs... Technology was a bit side tracked, the Teacher had forgot to tell us all about what a binary code is or something. Actually it was quite interesting, apparently computers are just a bunch of 0s and 1s. So this text that you're reading now? Well its just a bunch of 01100101010001001010101110010101s! French was me trying to finish the Story on the Weeping Angels, and with the deadline of Friday I had to rush through it like CRAZY. The problem was that I didn't know how to end it, though because I didn't have enough time on my hands I just had to pretty much write it like wildfire. So when it came to the big reveal I basically just threw my hands up said 'F*CK IT! Their weakness is marble! It somehow degrades their powers and makes them permanently petrified for a long period of time!' Only problem was, where the heck is this little kid going to get a slab of marble from? Errrm...I don't know! Lets just say he vandilises the local Church by taking a slab of it out of the altar with an axe! Wait, hang on isn't this a Catholic school? And would an axe break a slab of stone? DAMN! Lets just do it anyway! So in short, in order to stop the oncoming onslaught of living Statues he (with the help of the police force...that we now have to reference early on in the Story so it doesn't seem hacked on at the last minute!) encases the creatures in a prison made from marble, thus stopping their reign of terror. PHEW. I still had a few pages left to do at the end so I left that for Friday and called it a Day. 

They collapsed after this photo.

Thursday was utter crap, of course due to S.V.T and Sport. Maths was again servicable, it isn't that hard compared to the previous Chapters on fractions and numbers. At least it isn't that boring. Sport was the one I was the most scared about, because it was the Test on acrobatic gynastics and we weren't at all ready. I injured my back doing several roly-polies (of which I had ALOT of them to do) and it made it hell to sit down/get up during the last two days. It only really came together in the past 20 minutes, and to honest I thought the actual evaluation could have gone ALOT worse! The Teachers comments were 'Not bad...' so I think we passed. Also came the announcement that seen as the Science Teacher was absent tomorrow (on a trip to Jersey with the 5emes) we would be having Sport in its place. Yay...S.V.T was a discussion on womens 'periods' or whatever. As with the past Weeks, it was all 'EWWW, GROSS!' The Afternoon was again BORING, German was us corrected the big five-page Test from Weeks ago (I got 16/20 or 32/40), Permanence was me struggling to finish the Weeping Angel story and Music was us studying an extract from something called 'City Life' about sounds of a busy city translating into music. 

KILL IT WITH FIRE!!!!!!

Friday was a good day I suppose. I was bricking the Maths Test though *GULPS*. French was the final hour for me to finish my ten page epic on living statues terrorising an old French town. Well we finished it, but only with MINUTES to spare. Its no doubt full of spelling errors on my part. The History Test after that went well, but thats what I thought the last time so who knows now? I still don't know what exactly what went wrong with the last one to be honest, I mean I got points on everything but SOMEHOW they didn't all add up to 19/20. And then I went straight into the Maths Test, and it went....well? Thing is, I haven't got a clue. Its one of those Tests that seemed really easy, but almost TO easy you know? I've made a mistake in the past where I kept over complicating things sooo I decided to give this one the easy answer. The Teacher wouldn't be trying to trick us now, would she? Looks like time will tell on this one. But if it really is that easy, then I should be getting good marks here. The first hour in the Afternoon was the Class in the library reading books or doing Homework, so nothing to comment on. Sport (thank god my back had gotten better!) was a bit of an arguement over what we should do. Half the Class hadn't brought their shoes (for some reason), or more specifically the girls. So while the girls couldn't go outside and had to stay in the Gym what would us boys do? Well it was either handball, Badmington, Frisbee (yeah I know, FRISBEE? Is that even a Sport?) or Football. After a long debate it was Badmington, but because the ceiling in the Gym wasn't as high as the one down the road the shuttlecock kept falling from the sky as it hit the rafters! So it was complete pants, basically two people hitting the shuttlecock back to the other person for an Hour trying not to hit the ceiling. WHICH IS REALLY BOOORING!!! English was another grammatical lecture, so naturally the Class gave up at the slightest mention of the word 'work'. My Class couldn't CARE less at this point. Maybe thats why I (and a few others) stick out like a sore thumb? I don't know, but they have really lost the plot these past few months.

They are going to BURN in that heat!

So that was this Week, and it was boring as crap. Next Week doesn't look much better either, because half the School will be either in Spain or Jersey. So once again the Class will be split in two and forced to do more filler lessons ad-nauseum  Y-I-P-P-I-E. At least the Holidays are just over the corner...NOT TO MENTION FRIGGING DOCTOR WHO!!!!!!!

P.S Congrats to Louise and Andy Hugill who are now celebrating their 12th Anniversary (sixteen technically)! No doubt you are all drunk after all that champagne.                 

This Week In School: 100 Years Of USGEL

If I'm quite honest, not alot has happened this Week In School. Sure there was the big celebration for USGEL, the sportive organisation that has been funding this area for the past 100 years, but other than that its been pretty much business as usual.

Monday was an average School day, German wasn't anything to really comment about, we did a revision on the three D's: Die, Der and Das. This was the lesson where the Teacher wrote a word to the parents of a kid that did the Hitler salute in Class...not something that I would do in front of the Teacher. Especially THIS Teacher. Science was us fiddling around with lots of wires and little light bulbs on our great quest for mesuring...the intensity of an electrical circuit. Not something hugely interesting. Art was us applying those last touches to our short film (how long have we been working on this project now?), and somehow we managed to salvage most of the sound from our original 'cut'. I'm sure the Extended Edition Boxset will be out on Blu-Ray and DVD Monday (filmed using the lowest quality camera money can buy!). Maths was me getting my Test Result back (the one where I 'cheated'), and just as the Teacher said it was horrendous: 7/20. You'll be happy to know that the bits where I used my calculator to help me with mental calculation had a big fat X all over it. Could have been worse I suppose, the guy next to me (and he probably has the highest average in the Class) had a gigantic cross over the ENTIRE FRIGGING PAGE! You couldn't rub it in more, could you Teacher? History in the afternoon charted the inevitable end of Louis the XVI (the French like to name their kings Louis alot don't they?) and the start of a new Republic. Shame that France was now being attacked by EVERYONE at this point or it might have meant peace for the Frenchians. French was the Test on Le Subjonctif, which for a grammar Test went as good as it could be I suppose. I got a 6/10. FLE was me studying the French news, only problem was that I couldn't understand a god-damn thing because they all talk so bloody fast! Itwasquiteliterallyalllikethis!  

Tuesday was nothing remarquable. Maths didn't spark anything in me at all. To be quite honest I don't really give a damn about Maths at all now. We had that 'Re-catch' Test on equations, which didn't go terribly well (I just don't get this, I'm really good at it in Class but how come I make just SO many mistakes in the Test?): I got three out the eight calculations wrong earning me another measly 5/10. At this point my head had slouched all the way to the ground, I seemed to be really getting on top with Maths in the 2nd Trimestre and now I'm just plummuling to the ground faster than the speed of light! Guh, I feel like a big fat failure everytime I walk into Maths now. The Teacher did say that it seems like my Class has 'lost the plot entirely' in this Trimestre, but said that 'We shouldn't just lie there, pick yourselves up'. That was nice of her to say that I suppose. History was the longly dreaded Test on the Revolution, but I was more than ready for it. I know I'm going to get a good score, I quite literally wrote the entire history of the Revolution from start to finish. In a History Test thats the only thing thats required, surely? At least she can't say that I don't know my Revolutions! French was the us studying the last part from that 'possessed jacket' Story, and boy did it SUCK. He came back to his house to find all the stuff that he bought with that stolen money gone...and that was it! Great way to F*CK up the ending author! The final hour was me trying to write my second Story for French (a different one from the 'Living Statues' one), applying everything that we had learnt so far in the goal to create a gripping four page suspense thriller. In exercises like this I should have shined but because we had to continue one of three already-set stories (I chose the one where someone switches on his Computer, but things 'Didn't go as normal' and you had to write from there. Seriously how boring is that? Thats a bit unimaginative isn't it, I could write a better premise than that with my hands tied) and that I had to do it completely in French meant that my abilitys were somewhat restrained. In Short I chose to rip off the Story from Poltergeist where the electricity in the house was haunted and it was causing electronic devices to malfunction and kill a few people. Crap, I know but what else can you do with a starting line as boring as that? It would have been better if the Teacher would just let us create our own stories, but oh well. In fact I can create a better Story in less than ten seconds: Girl wakes up in Wood, doesn't know where she is or who she is but she has to survive somehow as half undead creatures attempt to kill her. There, done. The afternoon started off with English, where we studied the Present Perfect (much to the groaning of my Class, who apparently hates English grammar as much as I hate French grammar for some reason...). German was a tongue twisting affair, in which we had five minutes to perfectly pronounce a German text and would then be evaluated out of /5 for it. I got 5/5, but everyone did so that was no big deal. 

Wednesday was fine, Sport was just as brutal as ever. This time I lost 2-1 against a guy probably a head shorter than me (his tactic was to us my weight against me and swing me around on the spot and then push hard when I slowed down). The Second fight was against the shortest kid in my Class and man did he try (he grabbed one of my legs and sledgehammed my chest so I would fall), but in the end I won with 0-4. Next Week is the last round of the Test, and hopefully I can pull in a few more 'wins'. Technology was more of me fiddling with the 3D model of my maquette, which has been a bit of a task because I'm trying to understand what all the different icons on the toolboard do. French was more of me working on the Story about the Weeping Angel statues. Its funny because I write like a page and then I give it to the French members of the Team who a) Try to understand what the hell I wrote and b) fix any grammatical problems, of which there are MANY. Its a Team, of sorts. 

Thursday was the worse day of the Week, but it wasn't the WORST DAY EVER or anything like that. Maths was okay, I didn't mind it so much. Except what baffles me is that a simple question like: 'Prove (AB) and (FE) are parallel' leads to about a page of complicated text full of maths symbols and different propositions. Why can't I just put: 'Well they're two lines that will never cross each other?' Because they're clearly parallel I just have to prove it! Dammit I'm confused with this crap. Sport was a disaster, yet another member of our Team was off ill so AGAIN we had to work assuming he could do most of the figures! And there isn't any 'fluid' routine moves or flashy entrances, in fact I came onto the mats doing two roly-polies in a row while everyone else has a well choreographed routine involving back flips and somersauts! How are we going to campare to THAT? I've no doubt whatsoever that the actual Test next Week will end in complete and utter flames. S.V.T was even worse, we studied the genitals of a man. Me (and everyone else) was barfing all over the place! I really don't want to know what the insides of my testicules look like okay? Or for that matter know all about Sperm! Someone tell me this is a dream, please? The afternoon started out with me walking into School with sweat dripping down my face, cos' it was blazing hot! Most of the School was outside rehearsing for the big celebration the following day, celebrating 100 years of this Sport organisation known as USGEL...that I've never heard of till now. My School was planning something big for the event, they had a stage built with people playing the guitar, drumkits and the 5eme's and 6eme's singing full blast into the microphones. Although they were all totally out of tune and it was more like shouting than singing. It was funny to see the Science Teacher play the flute! It got worse though when I was told the big 'news': basically all the primary Schools from around the area will be coming on Friday and someones got to take charge of all the little kids running around doing the activities so this task will be given to the 4eme's and the 3eme's (aka US). Thats right, last Friday I was assigned to a group of five eight-year-olds and was their 'Team Leader'. As you can imagine, at the time I was willing to pull a sicky because taking charge of a bunch of moaning kids doesn't sound that fun. Anyway German was kinda boring, and we had to close the windows twenty minutes in because a) They were singing FAR to loud outside and it was breaking everyones ear drums and b) Wasps started to fly in and sting everyone...cue a bunch of screaming girls and we have this lesson. Extra Maths wasn't that bad, we got to go on the computers and work with the tool Geogebra to make weird geometry figures. Much better on a computer than with a pen and a ruler, sooo much easier. Why doesn't Maths get with the times? Music was technically Art because we had to lend a helping hand to the celebration by making signs that indicate where all the different Sport activities were going to be. 


Friday was the day of the big celebration, and I've NEVER seen so many kids in our School playground before. I mean my College is small by most standards, containing less than 143 kids on an average day but here I saw that number TRIPLED. Heck you could barely walk without stepping on a little one! I mean quite literally everyone was there, from parents to Teachers to even people from the retirement home! Everyone had to come in wearing their Sports attire and neither of us could wear white because it was colour coded and only the small children could wear white, for some reason. It didn't really matter to be honest, it was just a swaying mass of white anyway! And at 8.40am in the morning all you could hear was that bloody hip-hop music from the 80s, which no doubt sparked complaints in our village. We couldn't actually participate in the event til' the afternoon so it was lessons for most of the morning: because the Technology Teacher was helping out with the mics I was treated to Extra French for once, and to be honest it was exactly the same as Extra Extra Maths so its sorta like pick your poison at the start of Friday mornings! After that was the great Mass where the preist would get up on stage and give everyone a 'rousing' speech. I chose not to participate in this event because the last 'rousing' speech from the preist resulted in me snoozing, so instead me and the six others in my Class who didn't go watched the end of Nosferatu. It got surprisingly bloody I can tell you! In short nobody got a happy ending. They either died, went mad or turned into a vampire. Hardly a fairytale ending then. Apparently Mum said that there were people running around the village with Olympic Torches that united in the Playground to light a giant candle or something. Seems a bit like Overkill to me.
After an extended playtime it was History where we looked at Robespierre and how he played an influential part in the French Revolution but eventually went insane and beheaded everybody! Nutcases the lot of 'em. Then in S.V.T we studied Sperm...underneath a microscope! Okay now this has gotten TO FAR I SAY! WHAT'S NEXT? WATCHING TWO PEOPLE HAVE BLOODY SEX?! What gets me is WHERE they got the Sperm from. ..And then we studied the all inclusive 'vagina'! The schematical drawings made it look like a sideways jaw full of teeth that wanted to eat you so it was pretty much like a horror movie for us boys. It didn't help that the song 'Oh Sugar Honey Baby....' was playing in the backround of the lesson either! I had to restrain myself from laughing the entire time. 
I went back at the same time as I always do in the afternoon but apparently I was late for some reason. It sent chills up my spine when the Teacher said: 'Your Children Are Waiting For You...' And I was then thrust into a seeving pile of kids and was given five of them to look after (if you're interesting their names were Ludovic, Erik, Baptiste, Thec and Rachel). And as I had feared they were all on sugar and couldn't keep bloody still. Apparently we had to come up with a Team Name and a 'Battle Cry' to chant and after much debate they decided that our Team would be called E.K.P and the Slogan would be 'We are the Ninja's from the village of somethingorother!' Okay...we was then assigned to different Activity's like 'Jump like a Kangoroo' or 'Guess the Riddle' and of course the classic 'Capture The Flag'. Basically really simple ones that the kids could all do. The Activities were all run by the 3eme's so it was nice to know that we weren't the only ones having a hard time with these kids! Our Team was a bit unfair really, as I had some of the older ones from the pack. Quite alot of the other Teams didn't have that many kids over six years old so it was a bit two-sided. There was one Activity were you had to find the answer to a riddle and could I get one right? Somehow my group got 10/10 right and they seemed to be some of the hardest riddles ever! Maybe its because I'm not French? I don't know. In the end we won most of the different games, which was no doubt due to how old most of my kids were. It could have been worse I suppose, they didn't tug at your hair or scream or say 'I need poopy doopy' or anything like that. They did keep asking me the same question again though: 'Why are you so Tall?' to the point where it got seriously annoying but at least not to the point where I lost my temper with them. In fact I played it 'cool' for the most part. The last two hours saw me say goodbye to the kids and was basically one great big party with Music, Dancing and Refreshments. By the end of it we were all SERIOUSLY sunburnt (it was like 50 celsius!) and I just collapsed into Bed at the end of the Day, completely and utterly exhausted. Those kids can really take the stuffing out of you.

Well that was everything that went on over here last Week, I hope you enjoyed the part with all the 'Hyper-Active' kids that I had to follow around. It was quite an experience I can tell you! Til' next Week...          

Doctor Who Series Six Part 1 Hype Thread (SPOILERS)

In my mind, Doctor Who is the best show on Television. FULL STOP. Sure to an outsider it may seem weird, but for us british folk its practically a national icon now. Heck before even the Show was revamped in 2005 I knew about Doctor Who! I met my first Dalek when I was six-years-old at a DW convention in Longleat Zoo. Weirdly enough we were going on a day out and just happened to arrive there on the last day, which was lucky! Of course then I didn't know anything about the show, I just remembered feeling scared of the Cybermen and the Sea Devils and gawping in awe at Davros. I also remember LOTS and LOTS of Tom Baker impersonators (I've found a video of it HERE). When the show came back in 2005 I was one of those nine million people that sat down by their T.V and watched the first episode 'Rose', and I was just hooked on it from then on. Now Seven Years later Doctor Who is going from strength to strength and I'm just as exited for the new Series as I was when I was eight. So what has the New Series got in store for us? Quite alot, and I can safely say that I don't think I've ever been THIS exited for a New Series. 

Episodes 1 & 2 are the ones I'm the most hyped up for as they are apparently really dark (which contrasts alot with the previous Series premieres which were basically fluff episodes to ease people back into the show) and contains one of the best monsters Doctor Who has ever had (aside from the Weeping Angels of course): The Silence. For those of you that aren't aware of the whole 'Silence' arc let me just bring you up to date: The Silence (or Silents) are the alien race that caused the Tardis to explode on the 26/06/10 (Amy Pond's wedding day) thus causing the Universe to implode and creating the Cracks in Time, which were the arc for Series Five. Many Questions stem from this: Why did they blow up the Tardis? Who or What are they and more importantly how the heck did they do it? It kinda made me feel like Series Five had some unfinished business, as there didn't seem to be any 'Big Bad' it was just the threat that the Cracks in Time posed. However it did make for some great hype as I've been eagerly awaiting Series Six so we can finally find out just Who was behind all this. Well that, and we can finally find out who River Song is! Turns out the Silence have a rather genuis trick up their sleeves (SPOILERS here so look away if you'd rather not know): They control us by Post-Hypnotic Suggestion. What, does Post-Hypnotic suggestion feel a bit too complicated for you? Here's the long answer:

Do you remember when you where a kid, and sometimes at night you heard voices coming through your wall, or perhaps a shadow in the corner of your Room? Maybe even the creaking of a Door? Or perhaps spotted something in the corner of your eye? Well every single time that was the Silence, who have invaded everywere and anywere without you even knowing. You see, when you turn the lights on at night just to check if that shadow isn't a monster out to get you...it is. But you don't remember you saw it, because when you look away you instantly forget what you saw, erasing any image of them from your brain. I dare you to LOOK BEHIND YOU, NOW. Didn't see anything, you say? Well how do you know that you DID see a monster except you don't remember you saw it? How the hell can you beat that then? This means children will be now scared BECAUSE they didn't see anything and not because they did! It really is the most genuis fear ever invented isn't it? And these things are everywere, so you see loads of them every day and you have NO way of knowing. This is quite simply the most genuis idea Moffat has ever come up with, its so simple and yet so clever you almost want to bash your head against the table because its so faustratingly obvious. And wait till you see what these things look like: 

       

 
Creepy looking things aren't they? Must be inspired from the famous 'Scream' painting:

So now that Moffat has us all crapping our pants just because we don't notice anything out of the ordinary (I can see some REALLY paranoid children screaming in fear all the time because of this) lets look at some Silence sightings from Series Five...yes thats right, apparently the Silence have been cropping up more than once in the past Series, off screen but noticed by the Characters nonetheless. Don't believe me? Most of them seem to be just continuity or production mistakes, like curtains mysteriously opening or closing inbetween scenes or shadows in the backround but there are a few which seem suspiciously odd: 

Go to the 9.20 mark. After the Doctor leaves Amy she turns around and all of a sudden looks rather scared, her eyes flickering from left to right like she's spotted something chilling. Notice how the scary music kicks in and we then hear a faint gutteral growl (only works if its on high volume). Compare this growling sound with the one at the end of the prequel released a few Weeks back:

At the very end, when it reveals the Silent behind Nixon it plays the SAME sound heard in the Beast Below. Creepy sound effect reused, or a clever little hint of whats to come on Moffats part? The next sighting is in the 'Lodger' episode, and its so blatantly obvious I don't know how we didn't spot it the first time! 

Skip to the 6.59 mark now, when the Doctor is talking to Amy in the Tardis. Notice that she is CLEARLY distracted by something else in the Tardis with her, she has a sudden intake of breath like she's trying to stop herself from screaming and she evens crys 'HEY!' and tries to get the Doctors attention but he just ignores her. She then shuts her eyes like she's in the process of having her mind wiped by the Silence. That seemed incredibly out of place didn't it? And incredibly cool at the same time I suppose. I always like it when Doctor Who lays hints out throughout the entire Series of things to come, but this time its a two Series-wide arc and not just one like before. Moffats been playing a very long game here, hinting at so much with River Song and the Silence but will it all pay off in the end? We'll have to see, but according to recent Reviews from the Press screenings (one of which can be found HERE) the upcoming Two-Parter premier will resolve a few questions from the previous Series and will the lay the groundwork for what should be one of the best yet, setting the bar really high and posing perhaps more questions than answering them. Very, very interesting. Here's the synopsis' for the first two eps if you haven't already read them: 


Episode 1: The Impossible Astronaut
Four envelopes, numbered 2, 3 and 4, each containing a date, time and map reference, unsigned, but TARDIS blue. Who sent them? And who received the missing number one? This strange summons reunites the Doctor, Amy, Rory and River Song in the middle of the Utah desert and unveils a terrible secret the Doctor's friends must never reveal to him.

Placing his life entirely in their hands, the Doctor agrees to search for the recipient of the fourth envelope - just who is Canton Everett Delaware the Third? And what is the relevance of their only other clue: 'Space 1969'? Their quest lands them - quite literally - in the Oval Office, where they are enlisted by President Nixon himself to assist enigmatic former-FBI agent Canton, in saving a terrified little girl from a mysterious spaceman.

Episode 2: Day of the Moon
The Doctor is locked in the perfect prison. Amy, Rory and River Song are being hunted down across America by the FBI. With the help of new friend and FBI-insider, Canton Everett Delaware the Third, our heroes are reunited to share their discoveries, if not their memories. For the world is occupied by an alien force who control humanity through post-hypnotic suggestion and no one can be trusted. Aided by President Nixon and Neil Armstrong's foot, the Doctor must mount a revolution to drive out the enemy and rescue the missing little girl. No-one knows why they took her. Or why they have kidnapped Amy Pond...

Nixon, FBI and the Apollo Moon landings aswell? I almost feel like we're being spoiled! Also its been confirmed that one of the main characters (River Song, The Doctor, Rory and Amy) WILL die in the opening two-parter. Of course I doubt they'll be dead for long...apparently it occurs in the first 15 minutes and there's a funeral!

Still feeling a bit 'meh' about this Series? Wait til' you see what the rest of it has to offer:

Well that looks spiffingly awesome doesn't it? We got to see Rory and Amy in the 9th & 10th Doctors Tardis (What the hell's going on there? If David Tennant is returning I'd doubt they'll keep it such a secret, and if they are keeping it secret it has to be one of the best kept Spoilers in the history of Doctor Who!), Minotaurs, River Song battling the Silence in the 'other' Tardis from The Lodger, Pirates, creepy Clowns and River Song kissing the Doctor...*GASP*! If you want the full dissection of the trailer then look HERE. Another trailer was released by BBC America aswell, which you can see below:

From what we've seen so far, it really looks like the most cinematic Series so far, its almost as if every Episode is designed to look like a movie...

Okay so after the Two-parter we've got the Pirate episode: 'Curse Of The Black Spot' which despite the really cheesy title (and a complete rip-off from Pirates Of The Carribbean) this looks like an exciting episode. Judging from the on-set videos (it was filmed in Charlestown Cornwall) it looks like its going to give the Pirates franchise a run for its money (HERE and HERE).

And now the Neil Gaiman Episode 'The Doctors Wife' which will apparently 'change the way we see Doctor Who FOREVER'. It stars Suranne Jones who is apparently playing someone called Idris...the Doctors Wife? Hmmm....possibly just a ploy from the producers to grab more viewers but it sounds really interesting. Its set in a bubble universe at the edge of reality and Michael Sheen will guest star as the 'omnious' voice from the trailer, supposedly playing the bad guy. There's an interview with Gaiman (the write of this episode) HERE.

Episodes 5 & 6 will be called 'The Rebel Flesh' and 'The Almost People'. Its set in a monastery on a remote island in the 'near future' and will supposedly feature cloning (hence the title: 'The Almost People'). 

Episode Seven, 'A Good Man Goes To War' will be the Finale for the first part of the season where we will apparently know the true nature of River Song and the Doctor will face his darkest moment yet. Something about 'The Great Battle Of Demons Run' aswell, and I'm assuming Demons Run is a place. The Cliffhanger is supposed to be nail-bitingly faustrating, and the Doctor will have to make some truly horrible desicions. I wonder if the 'Good Man' in the title refers to the exact same 'Good Man' that River Song killed? If so then part two of this Story (which will air in the Autumn) is rumored to be called: 'A Good Man Dies'.

So the first Part of Series Six looks incredible, that much is for sure. But what apart Part 2 of Series Six in the Autumn? Well we don't have alot yet, apart from the return of The Cybermen, some freakishly scary giant dolls, Nazis and an Amy duplicate! Oh and James Corden will be back as Craig Owens (he was last in the Lodger episode). Also Episode 11 is called 'The God Complex. 

Here's the synopsis for the first part of the Season if you're interested (from the DVD/Blu-Ray press release):

'The Doctor returns, alongside newly weds Amy and Rory, to face monsters and mysteries and adventures all across time and space, in a thrilling new series of Doctor Who. Together they'll find themselves in sixties America, battling the invasion the world forgot, then journey on the high seas of 1696 aboard a pirate ship, to solve the mystery of the Siren.

In a bubble universe at the very edge of reality, the Doctor will meet an old friend with a new face, and in a monastery on a remote island in the near future, an industrial accident will take on a terrible human shape. And waiting for them, at the end of all this, is the battle of Demon's Run, and the Doctor's darkest hour. Can even the truth about River Song save the Time Lord's soul?

Only two things are certain. Silence will fall. And a good man is going to die...'

So, with Series Six just over the horizon (THIRTEEN DAYS LEFT? NOOOO!) What are your thoughts on the upcoming Season? It seems to have undeniably great potential. But will it live up to all this hype? We'll just have to wait and see...

     

This Week In School: Bloody Calculator!

This Week in School wasn't the best of Weeks, I cocked up a bit in a few Tests (there were seven Tests this Week, SIX! EIGHT if you count the Tests in Sport) but on the whole it wasn't terrible I suppose.

Monday started off with....German! Yes Miss Battle Axe is BACK! And she seemed all the more grumpy, despite having just been to Paris and back on a School trip. Nothing much happened, we just did a few exercises to catch up on what we did before the Holidays (which was a month ago may I remind you). Technology was next, we wrapped up our chapter on alarm systems. For the Test in two Weeks time we have to identify all the different components in a system and what they do. It won't be based on an alarm system though, that was only used as an example. In Art we were supposed to be re-dubbing our short films but seen as the computer room was already taken so we instead watched the 'rushes' from our films and started a new project were we had to create the front page of a magazine. I'm calling mine 'At The Movies', a magazine that will show off and 'Review' our short films (pretending like they were real Films of course). I'm crap at drawing anything though, and I've having trouble drawing that stylised font that most magazines have. Maths was nothing short of a disaster, I just didn't know it yet! I F*CKED up big time on the Test, because I was cheating by using my Calculator. Although does it count when you don't know you're cheating? So normally in a Maths Test, there's a line at the top the page saying 'The use of a Calculator is not authorized' or 'The use of a Calculator is authorized' but there wasn't anything on this Test that said eitherwise. Nobody mentioned the Calculator at all and I didn't need it until the question that said 'find three consecutive numbers that add up to 183'. Well I thought you had to use the calculator for that one so I got it out, plopped it on the table and started tapping away. I didn't even check to see if anyone was using the electronic device, it just didn't occur to me at all. There was a girl that seemed to be laughing at me, but I thought she was laughing at the person next to me who was groaning in faustration (of course she laughing at me using the Calculator). It was only when I handed the Test in to the Teacher (and my calculator was on my table and CLEARLY visible at the time and she still didn't say a thing!) that she blurted out 'By the way, you weren't supposed to use the calculator in that Test, you don't need it. And don't think I won't find out cos' I can tell!' And I'm like: 'NOW YOU TELL ME?' Cheating in my School gets you a 0/20 and a word to your Parents (not to mention -5 taken off my Life In Class score) and even though I only used it for that one question (I couldn't get the answer outright cos' my Calculator only does multiply, times and +/-) I was still well aware that I had seriously violated School rules...and I wasn't even aware that I was doing it! Heck I didn't sleep Tuesday night cos' I was so scared she'd caught me out! Well I'm telling you now thats the last time I use a Calculator in a Test! History after lunch was seriously boring, we're moving away from the fighting in the revolution and more into politics. And anyone that's watched the Star Wars prequels knows that politics is boring. French was the dictation Test that I was nervous about. I think it went fine, but I could have made any number of mistakes. After that we continued the Story about that 'possesed jacket' that brings doom to whoever wears it. Really, a possesed Jacket? Whats it gonna do, squeeze you to death with its exquisite linen embroidery? Actually every time you pull a check out of its pockets, the money amount on that check disappears in the real world, which makes anyone the greatest thief the world has ever known. So for example the Narrator pulls out a check for fifty thousand pounds and in Japan somewhere theres a fire that destroys that exact amount of money, but also claims the lives of a few people. Of course the Narrator doesn't know this so he's becoming the richest guy in the world while everyone else is dying left and right from freak accidents. But every time he uses it it makes him for frail and closer to death so its effectively a lose-lose deal with the Devil (the mysterious bloke that sold him the jacket). It was alright I suppose, a bit like one of those old Twilight Zone episodes. 

Tuesday was fine, if exruciatingly boring. I was bricking Maths: will she catch me out? Will she realise it wasn't on purpose? What will the consequences be? Heck I even imagined me on my knees, pleading her to give mercy. But no, nothing happened. Instead we had a surprise Test (it was easy, no worries) and things continued as normal. I think I might have just dodged a bullet with that Test. History was the LOOONG delayed Test on Germany, and if we had it a Week ago I think I would actually get a better score. You see, I forgot to learn a map on Germany that detailed the economic state of the country (citing main city's ect...) which I had learnt off by heart two Weeks ago but because it was delayed for such a long time I forgot most of the stuff on it. Of course I had a little recap the previous night before to see if I remembered everything but I forgot all about that map. DAMMIT! And that map was on 5,5 points! So lets hope I was perfect on everything else or my score will be less than 15/20, which is disastrous for my Overall average for the end of the 3rd Trimestre!French was two hours of Grammar mixed in with more boring exercises. Tis' truly hell on a Tuesday' mornin. Tuesday afternoon wasn't that good either, apart from English. This time he would be explaining something about adjectifs to the Class and all of a sudden just pull out his IPHONE to check if New Zealand had lost their cricket match! When the French asked him who was winning he said something about '25 strikes down, but theres still 250 points in the running which would mean they have only 12 outings left maximised by the intake of the....*ENDLESS DRIVEL*....' What the hell was he saying? Anyway English seems to be now all improv, the lesson doesn't seem to have any sort of Schedule to it. Which I kinda like. German was up next, and much to the disdain of my Class there was a SURPRISE TEST! ARGGH! AND IT WAS FIVE PAGES LONG!!! No worries though, because it was pretty easy. It was five pages of 'Cercle the right answer' questions. I'll be astonished if I get lower than a 16/20. It really has to be said how sharp The Teacher was in this lesson. She almost smashed the windows in the Class screaming at us to pipe the hell down (everyone was complaining about the surprise Test at the time calling it 'unfair'). Extra Maths has officially become my most hated lesson. It is by far the most boring, least interesting and most tedious thing on the planet. I will refuse to even mention it on this Blog now its so bad. Just burn it. BURN IT! 

Wednesday was still the best day of the Week, and I was quite literally thrown into a proper wrestling match at 8.30 am in the morning! Now this was Part 1 of the Test, which acts like a tournament of sorts. In the middle of the gym there's a center of mats that act as the 'Ring'. Two opponents names will be called (its boys vs boys, girls vs girls by the way, so as not to make it unfair) and they have to duke it out for 45 seconds trying to gain the most points possible in that alotted time. Its -1 for falling down, exiting the ring, being lifted off your feet for a few seconds and being held on you back for five seconds (its called a 'finishing' move) and +1 if you manage to do any of these things to your opponent. I was actually quietly confident about this, mainly because on my legs I just loom over most of the opposition, although I admit to being a bit of a wimp aswell (or 'weakling') so it seemed a bit two-sided. My first match was against the 3rd best in the Class and I was still getting a bit warmed up so I lost 2-4. The guys tactic was to grap hold of one of my legs and just ram into my chest, which as the saying goes 'The bigger they are, the harder they fall'. My second match was against the best of the my Class and I didn't stand a chance (the fat guy is a real sumo, I can tell you), lost 0-4. My third and final match (at least for this session) was against one of the weak. Heck even my grandma could grab this guy and toss him up into air like a rag doll. My belly helped here cos' he kept bouncing off it, no work needed he just charged at me and flew like a leaf! I won 7-0 in 45 seconds! That was quietly some of the most fun I've ever had in Sport. Its the adrenalin that goes with it aswell I suppose. Technology was up next, and we now have to make a 3D rendering of our maquette in the Computer. It was safe to say there were a few....Technical issues with the 3D programme. As I said last Week the whole designing, building thing just isn't up my alley. We had a extended playtime after that for some reason (the Teachers showed up on the Playground 25 minutes late!) so French was cut a bit short. I continued to write the story on 'The Living Statues' but encountered the most common problem I've ever had in School: That blasted language barrier. I truly believe that I could get great marks (or better marks) in French if I really could just write what I wanted to write. But when you want to translate your words to the page it doesn't work, cos' the whole French grammar/writing system is different from the English language! Even after five years of living in this baguette consuming country I still have trouble deciphering even the most basic of texts. In my mind, it really is the one thing that is holding me back in everything from Test scores to even social matters. And quite frankly its bloody annoying! 

Thursday was passable, I don't remember anything really bad about it. Maths didn't start off very well at all though, when the Teacher announced that the highest score in the Class for the previous Maths Test (the one where I accidentally cheated) was 11/20! Yes, that means that EVERYONE in my Class including me, (and I had help) bombed massively on this Test. To the point where the Teacher even called it 'castastrophic'! So now we're having another Test on equations and try to boost our score up a bit. This Test has single-handedly destroyed everyone's score in Maths for the third Trimestre! I daresay my score in this subject is insalvagable now, I'm going to have get some seriously good Results if I want to make up for the lost points, and in a subject that seems to get increasingly more complicated and complex as time goes on that doesn't look at all likely. Could the battle for Maths be lost? The Teacher did try to get us back up on our feet with the new Test (apparently it will be 'easier') and she halted her planned lesson on geometry so we could 'go back to the basics'. I'm a bit shocked that I got such a low score (not that I deserved it, because whether it was conscious or not I cheated) because although its true that at first it seemed impossibly complex and faustrating, by the end I think I had it all covered because I always got everything right in Class (I suppose you could say that all those boring and tedious hours of Extra Maths hardwired it into my brain). So what went wrong in the Test then? Was it too hard? Well, I didn't think it was hard at the time, but I actually made a few stupid mistakes that I WOULD HAVE NEVER DONE IN CLASS! Apparently the Test made us all avert our programming... Sport was the start of the Test on acrobatic gymnastics, where we have three Weeks to come up with a flawless routine comprised of three Duos, Trios and Quautrios. It didn't start off well because one of our Team was off with a bad leg so we had to sort of organise our schedule around a missing part of the team. We need to make an entrance and an exit to bookend the routine aswell, and I can only do Rolly-pollies while everyone else on the other teams are coming in doing bloody backflips! How the hell can we do this? S.V.T focused on how puberty effects our minds, like the sudden urge to try drugs and smoke and our inceasing grumpy-ness. Now grumpy is definately something I think I'm guilty of, but I have yet to snort crack up my nose and drink Whiskey. Best bit was when the Teacher asked us what where the effects of puberty on our brains and a kid replied: 'We all basically become assholes.'    
The Afternoon was boring, German was a few grammatical lessons and Music was the Teacher evaluating our sound bites (the Class had to give their opinions ect...)

Friday was pretty good. The story in french went along slowly, I was still having difficulty making it not the most simplistic essay ever made. History was us studying the final days of the Revolution, which was basically Louis XVI having a bit of a tantrum. Maths was boring, but we got the 'surprise' Test Result from Tuesday back: a 3,5/5 my main error being that I a called a Tangent a 'perpendicular line...' when technically a 'line' could just be a squibbly mess and not necessarily a straight line. Guh, why does Maths confuse us constantly with its precise words all the time? I had the Science Test in the afternoon which went perfect apart from a confusion on whether a focal length was the distance between the object and the lense, or the distance between the object and the screen? FOUR questions asked this, and I got everything right apart from those two CRUCIAL words: Object-Lense. *SIGH* So close yet so far... The Science lesson after that was fine, we're now starting a chapter on electricity and mesuring the intensity of an electric curcuit. English was just us fooling around playing the 'Who is It?' game where you pose the Teacher questions to find out the answer. It took the Teacher five minutes to explain that posing the question 'Who is It?' is banned because that would undermine the whole point of the activity!  

So Last Week wasn't so bad, but I did stumble quite a bit on the Tests. Unlucky?