Tuesday, 20 May 2008
06:27:07 PM (GMT)
Us : Que Sera Sera, Whatever will be will be,
Graeme and Denby : We're going to Wembley!
All of the class were singing that by the end of the day. Actually, during dance, our
teacher said that on the day Hull City were playing in Wembley she was going to go
see Westlife, we all suddenly burst out with it. It was amusing, in a loud sort of
way. And then of course, Graeme has a shirt with WE 8 LEEDS on the back of it. We're
rugby fans, us.
I've finally learnt the words to As Long As He Needs Me. It's taken me eight or nine
weeks, but now I'm perfect fo' sho'. xD My voice is far from perfect, and for some
reason deeper then everyone else's. The only advantage I get from that is I can sing
the grown up songs. Alas, my inability to hold a tune is noticeable. But I can do a
cockney accent. That balances it all out.
Stop making fun of my choice of words. xD Luke had to ask Mrs Clarkson what the word
'juvenile' meant. Wee-man was staring at my headband and it was, for some reason,
unbearably creepy. I am scared of him.
One day we are going to have a day when we are allowed to do whatever lesson we want
all day. Except we have to pay for it. we're doing it at school to help raise money
for the earthquake victims in China. And we're having a non-uniform day on Friday,
except we have to wear black and amber. Who of you knows why? I own no amber stuff,
so it's jeans and a shirt with a tiger on for me. Again, tiger? Got it yet?
It is my birthday in two weeks. Then I shall be twelve. I've suddenly just become
nostalgic for my old account. I miss having ninety kupipoints, fifty two friends and
pages full of meaningless spam. *Sob*
Tomorrow I have to play rounders for one hundred and thirty five minutes. We're doing
rounders in PSHE and rounders in double ACE. Thankfully, Mrs Clarkson knows of my
extreme objection to sports so tomorrow if I want to I get to do the scoring. Claudia
one, other people nil. Squatch. Zero. Zilch. The big goose egg.
Then of course, there is the obligitary "TIGERS!!! TIGERS!!! TIGERS!!!" That rings
out from Denby every once in a while.