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We were
in Max Brenner, receiving stares from everyone since we trampled in wearing
prom dresses and suits. It was just
after the prom and we decided a nice cup of hot chocolate would start the night
right. Nikki was in her e just smelt
leather?high and was bouncing around all over the place wearing Junot crown,
you told her she was euphoric, she in turn gave you her quizzical/angry stare
and asked why you called her a fork. We
spent the rest of the night trying to convince her you said no such thing, but
to no avail. From then on, Nikki was a
fork, I was a spoon and you were a knife.
You showed that
it was ok to be different. I remember
Bea and I shouting e knew him before he was popular!?after you had just
finished your amazing campaign speech for Miting de Avance. You were our hero. Thanks for being you.
I want to say
something smart, something funny, or something right; but I can find the
words. All I can say is that Il miss
you and that I wish I had gotten to know you better.
Even if I am
here in England,
my thoughts and prayers are with you and your family. Rest in peace. | | |
| i've slipped
sure i still get all my homework done and i still get decent marks but i'm no longer at the top of my game
i constantly feel lost in my lessons
i'm barely paying attention in class
i make so many silly mistakes
i feel so stupid
i'm no longer the mich in my personal statement
the mich my teachers wrote references for
i don't like who i've become
to make myself feel better i have to blame someone or something for my slippage
i blame west side story
for the past two months my life has been a whirlwind of rehearsals
my entire life was fitted around west side story
now that its gone i'm lost
now that its gone all i do is mope about the house instead of finishing my homework
this is not the mind set i wanted to be in before my cambridge interview
i've gotten the interview of my dreams and i still haven't gotten my act together
i have to start being a geek again
before slip any further
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| one week of being in year 13 and it's already gone to my head
i love how i seem all grown up and experienced even beside a tall year 12
i love the look on the year 12's faces when they realise i'm in year 13
i love the fact that we get the common room
i love the fact that i actually have frees that allow me to actually stay in the room
but those frees came at a price
dropping physics
for months i toiled about the pros and cons of dropping physics
pros:
more free time, of extreme importance as i have west side story rehearsals, extra chem and volunteering (well not yet but soon)
i only really need 3 and a half A levels
i have more brain power to allot to human bio, chem and maths
cons:
having for A levels will help me stand out
i'm guaranteed an A
i'll have this feeling of regret for the rest of my life
in the end the lure of free time and a life was a lot stronger than the cons
now my schedule is as follows:
mondays:
chem 12
free
free
human bio
chem 13
tuesdays:
human bio
chem 12
chem 13
free
maths
wednesdays:
human bio
chem 12
maths
games
games
thursdays:
maths
free
free
chem 12
chem 13
fridays:
free
human bio
free
maths
chem 12
now isn't that a lot nicer that having one filled to the brim with human bio, chem, maths, physics and IT
the only thing that isn't going according to plan is the seating arrangement on the bus
now as year 13s, we're supposed to get the back row
not only is it more spacious, you also forego the frequent shoves you get in the back as the person behind you moves his/her bag and you don't have to listen to the drone of nonsensical chatter as most of it is directed towards the front
imagine our shock as the year 12s took over the back row
we tried playing nice, but now its intimidation all the way, insert evil laugh here, here, and here
here's a pretty photo from denise's 18th
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| in around 11 hours time i'll be taking off from birmingham international airport for the first leg of my journey to the philippines
i would have thought by now i would be thoroughly nostalgic and properly packed, but who knew the events nay the disasters yesterday would push my thoughts about going to the philippines at the back of my mind
i knew something was wrong when i walked to school today
the rain was unusually strong
it's was a bad day to wear a skirt
but i would never have guessed that the rain would continue on all day and cause major floods everywhere
after lunch, news about classes being cancelled started circulating
by 1:30 we were told the major roads had been flooded in and some were already impassable, our had been called for though as to what time they would arrive was unknown
most of us felt cheated
it was our last day of school forever, well as a secondary student
next year we just leave as soon as our exams are over
we were looking forward to the end of year quiz and the teacher karaoke
to pacify us they put on ice age 2 for us to watch
which was quite appropriate seeing as it was sort of about flooding
sofiee and i seemed to be the only sixth formers to actually watch the film
when my bus arrived i sneaked hollie in
news about roads to birmingham being flooded reached us and her mum thought it was best if she just got out of alcester whichever way she could
normally us sixth formers sit at the back of the bus, but for this special occassion who all moved to the front so we could see all the action up close
the floods were up to people hips in some areas
some of the water even entered our bus
i felt so sorry for the people in the flooded houses we drove past
the place hollie and her mum worked at, coughton courton, a historical british house was on the verge of being flooded in
from what hollie could find out from her mum all the workers were frantically trying to transfer all the contents from the first floor of the house to the second floor, including the piano
when hollie and i got home things got even worse
coughton was flooded in leaving hollie's mum stranded on the second floor of the house
their car was in serious danger of being flooded in as well
and to top it all off the roads to birmingham was already impassable for cars
what was supposed to be a night out in town
turned to be a sleepover in my house
we made the most of the rest of night
having fish and chips (sausages for me and hollie) with curry sauce, yum!
playing uno
watching tons of films
bitching about all the things that happened through out the year
it was definitely not how i expected my last day of school
but it was good fun in the end
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| clutch, shift with left hand, gas
for two hours this afternoon i was getting to grips with that sequence
i thought driving on the wrong side of the road was going to be hard
i guess having lived here a year has aclimatized me to driving of the left hand side of the road
however it has not aclimatized me to the fact that i had to shift with my left hand
i kept forgeting where the gear stick was, i kept putting it in the wrong gear, at times i'd even be grasping the hand brake instead
but i think i've got the hang of it now though
speaking of which i'm getting the hang of round abouts too
not bad for my first driving lesson
tomorrow is my last day as a yr 12 student
i have survived a gruelling year of academics with my fashion sense intact
hoorah!
to celebrate and reminisce hollie and i will go out tomorrow night
im gutted that i won't being seeing her for the 5 weeks
i feel tomorrow everyone will be going 'this is the last time blah blah blah blah as a yr 12' and 'it seemed only like yesterday blah blah blah'
summer is finally here
blimey the weather's even cooperating
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