It's Coming

I am annoyed.

But first, the revamp of The Boring Chronicles Of Gaz has neared completion. All I need to do now is post at least once every three days.

Now all I have left to do is T.V. Gaz, and that won't be started on until the weekend (hopefully Saturday).

Anyway, you'll never guess what Mr. Higgs (I don't think I've mentioned him in a previous post, so to inform you he is a supply teacher at school) has done now.

On Tuesday, we had him for Science as Miss Simpson was with the year fives for "Forensic Science Day" (I remember doing that three years ago!). Miss had told us what to do and we all knew. On Tuesday's lesson, we all pretty much got on with it. But because he hates us, he made up lies about us. Miss was mad at us all today, and kept on repeating that it gives her a bad image (very selfish, and anyway, she's leaving next week). Now we have to do a bloody test for our last Science lesson of the year, which happens to be the penultimate lesson of the year.

So basically, I will not enjoy my last day of year eight.

First of all, I will go numb in that half hour long sports assembly, which tries to get us involved in sport (no way José). I'll miss Art because of this (we spend the other half an hour in our tutor rooms with our tutor, as years seven & eight have their assembly together, and so do years nine & ten). Then I'll have P.E. If you know me then you'll know I hate P.E. After break, we have that Science test before History (no matter how "fun" miss tries to make it, it's still boring). At 13:30, our usual lunchtime, we'll then finally go home (hardly a half day; we only miss one lesson).

It's coming.

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