What a totally wasted day..
I get up late... rush, rush, rush ..to get myself ready...when my mum tells me she can drive me to school, meaning I have another half an hour .... Twas a Friday, certain to be lame. What an underestimation....
To start the day:
2 Hours of Physics! He showed as a DVD of a French comedian....I stayed with it for one hour and slipped outside for the second.
Next:
A French lesson....boring as can be...lots of not concentrated children and a shouting teacher.
Food:
For our brake we first went to the study hall and then off to eat. Food? No! I would describe it as a mush accompanied by bread and water and an ice cream to finish. Frankly, I have even forgotten what we had eaten.
Brake:
Later on we kinda just sat around singing or loitering in front of the study hall. Always trying to get away and hide from Benjamin who is really annoying! So the bell rings, next is german class and Stef is going to do some practicing for the big show that night!
Remark:
He has not said hi! If he even noticed me!
German class:
Movie. Goodbye Lenin. French under titles. No sound. He not there. Fun anyway. Sort of.
Sports:
Oh dreadfulness has marched upon us. The beast risen with new pride. I knew I should be scared. She (our hated sports teacher) asks me why I skipped school. I try the "no understando" thing. But she kept digging deeper and deeper. She kept asking and asking. Everybody was saying stuff. Me scared. But they were all standing behind me shouting stuff at the teacher. Anyway, in the end I could say she's a bit long winded but next time she does it: I'll die. So we went to the sports terrain thing a ma bob and waited for the bus. Which, when it came, was canceled by our dear friend. So we sat on the terrain for the remaining 2 and a half hours. Yay?
In this time we walked around leaving the beloved teacher all by herself. Maxime had brought a bottle of Orangina which was from 2007. We opened, it spat inside and offered it to the teacher. She didn't want it though. I had the feeling she didn't trust us. So the rest of the time everybody was lingering about. Damon beating Loan and Maureen up, later trying to force a big stick in my mouth, my butt and up front.
-----> So after these 3 hours you would expect our respected madam lady to let us go early. Ha! Yeah, right! But we
left, so guess what! I've got another "avertissements".
Night:
I rushed home. Showered. Got dressed. And went to Stephanie's place for her parents to take me to her concert thing. So we got there and everybody was there. And guess who was dancing a wallisian islander dance.... yes, him. But again, no sign of him noticing me. Stef sang well. And guess what: There was a song by Simple Plan. When I'm gone. "Every wasted day, becomes a wasted chance!" Thanks honey, that cheered me up. Everybody else was good too. But we kinda left early. But hey, one guy kept sending me sms... maybe I've got a new secret lover now. Hopefuly not.
To sum up the day:
Movies. A day without him. Avertissement. Lover.
Great!
CHOCOLATE ;;
11:02 AM <3