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Dear Diary. French teacher from hell.


FRENCH TEACHER FROM HELL

I had the WORST DAY EVER!

It was real lessons and after break i had french BUT ive never had to go to L block before and didnt know where it was the map is STUPID because it doesnt show you which way you're facing.

So basically I spent all of break with 'A' queing for a cookie, i know what your thinking but this is a whole new world of cookie. They're melty and squashie and mmmmmm (If anyone who went to my school read this they would know what I'm talking about. These were literally the best things in the world, so worth giving up your entire break for) 

Sorry I was dreaming of cookies.

So yeh i got to french literally one minute late because i couldn't find it and the teacher went MENTAL. I wasn't the latest though two girls came in after me and they actually had to sit next to me too because only the back row was left! I actually recognised them from reg, I think they both the gymnastics. They didn't seam to recognise me though, but they do sit on the other side of the classroom so maybe they don't get chance to see me. (They probably did but didn't want to talk to someone with a fanny pack). 

At lunch we got food super fast and ran back to the building the have reg in. Me and A snook inside and hid under the stairs to eat ours because all the boys were playing some weird game outside by the tyres and we wanted to be out of the way. I don't like the carpet though! it's the kind that prickles your bum through your trousers. WHY WOULD THEY PUT THIS IN A SCHOOL. We hid under there for all of lunch but then other people started coming in and then we ALL got thrown out.

Year 7 subjects are confusing. We don't talk about history or english or geogerapfy. (what is that word). We have KSA and KSB. My KSA teacher is as EVIL is by french teacher but my KSB one if nice. We didn't learn much today it was all about getting to know people next to you but i was sat next to A so we just made up some of our own things. Then when she realised we knew each other she made us swap with the people in front. I forgot the boys name but he was UNCOOL i kept trying to tell him about me and all he did was hit my with his floppy ruler and they HURT. The boy A was working with actually did the work but mine kept just saying 'bleddin' and hitting me and saying i looked like a boy. I HATE PEOPLE.

Also i think my boyfriend has broken up with me. He didn't tell me but he sent T across the big yard thing on my way to L block earlier to say he didn't love me anymore so i guess im a single pringle haha. I think it might be because of all the girls he can fanny (I think this is supposed to be fancy but I'm not 100% sure) because we're not in the same class so i guess he can get action behind my back (What kind of action was my 11 year old boyfriend getting while sat in maths class?! Not really sure I knew what action meant at this point. I'm rather concerned but remember this like it was yesterday. I was actually heartbroken but i tried to play it cool.) 

SO lets forget about boys, theyre rats. The girls arent much better though. I've been removed out of nearly everybody's top 15 friends on bebo and i don't even care!! S&S are now 'other halfs' on bebo even though S said she couldnt add anyone back. BUT WHATVERRR. I dont even know who to put in my top friends now because i'm not really in anyones. ahhhhhh. There's a girl called S that been nice to me. She sit's in front of me in maths and told me at break that my french plats were nice. K was winding me up asking where I'd been on holiday and laughing with the boys in my class and S told her to leave me alone that they were nice. Sooo I guess maybe she could be my friend in a few weeks time but she's so pretty she is going to be popular so who knows. Talking of friends this morning mine were rubbish!!! they called for me so late that didnt even call for me!! I waited and waited and in the end Mam told me to leave or i was going to be late. When i got there they were allready there! They had walked up together without me! They didn't even say anything until hometime. S got a lift home so S didn't mind walking down with me, she said sorry and said that she wanted to call for me but that S told her not to because i'm weird. I dont know why she told me this but it made me so madddddd. I guess it not both of their fault but im going to start waiting at the end of the street so then they have to walk with me.

Looking at all this Ive had such a busy day and this isn't even the half of it IM SO CROSS.

(This is actually where I'm going to leave it because I just keep ranting about my day)

So there's a little look into how school starting planning out a few day's in. I'm really enjoying looking back through all of this, even the heartbreak. I wouldn't be the weirdo I am today without being the weirdo I was as a child. I typically wrote about 3 pages a day but I've cut them down so the posts aren't too long. If you want me to include the entire post let me know!

Hope you enjoyed!

Just Jemma with a J. 

Comments

  1. This is literally so relateable! Especially the part about hiding under the stairs in English block to eat your food, I hated that carpet!! Can't wait to read the rest!

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