So...I was in the library this afternoon, having reading in English ( I wasn't actually reading I was giggling and passing notes to my friend. shh.)
Last weekend, was head of the river, CGGS had won (my school, much to our amazement and we were dubious)
So anyway; an announcment came over the loud speaker. "Could all rowers please come to the hall please." I'm a rower btw. So, me and the other rowers in my class, headed warily over to the hall, thinking that we had done something bad, again. We came in and sat down.
It wasn't that we were in trouble, it was a thousand f---ing times worse.
Apparently we hadn't won.
Instead our hated rival Pymble Ladies College had after miscacullation of the points. We gaped at our rowing instructor, we couldn't believe what we had just heard.
I could see the shock on our faces.
How could we not've won? It wasn't fair.
So now I am the most terrible mood, just made more terrible by the sudden presence of a girl called Charlotte who is about to be in terrible pain. No, must calm.
Seriously though, they cannot do that.
So first week of grade 9...
Fun? No. Exciting? Not really. Longest first week ever? YES! D; Okay so, I guess it wasn't all that bad, I mean I got to meet my friends again and I've JUST HAPPENED TO REALISE that I don't like new people. Because they come into my circle of friends and things change (they come to us because we are the group everyone hangs around until they've gotten their own friendship groups) and sometimes they even stay. And then the worst thing is, is that in some cases they steal my friends away. And I get consumed by jealousy.
I'm a hypocrite, I was new in Grade 8 =
Yeah, yeah I know I seem kind of posessive of my friends and sometimes I like talking to new people myself. But I like where I am/was in grade 8 with my friends and I don't like new people coming in a crushing that.
Biology...
The worst subject ever D; well, at the moment anyway for me. Because I hate biology, because I faint and I hate fainting because every time I faint, I realise I've just spent another few minutes of my life fainted, feeling horrible and sick. And it is the worst feeling ever!
And apparently we are dissecting sheep's lungs next week. I think I'm going to skip that. I've never dissected something before because of my inablity to cope with it. =[ sometimes it feels great to have a reason to get out of class. But most times I wish I was a normal person who didn't faint at the discussion of organs and blood and seeing it.
I'd wish Biology would just end already.