Nightmare...

Well, I was going to write all my dreams in here, so I figure I'd best put this one in too. It completely freaked me out, and thankfully it didn't come true--my phone went safely away into my locker...

I was in my English lit exam, and about five or ten minutes in, I realised I still had my phone. I put my hand up and said, and was told that it was too late, and made to stand in a corner for ages. Then they decided it was ok, and I could do the exam, but I had to rush like mad to get it done, and then they gave me more time so it was ok, but it wasn't, it was a really freaky dream, and I'm very, very glad it didn't come true.

English lit...

I think it went pretty well. The big question on Paddy Clarke was virtually identical to one I did as a practice, which Mrs Farrell gave me full marks for, so that was good because I just rewrote the gist of that essay. Not exactly--my memory isn't that good--but I was a bit annoyed that I forgot one of the characters names (Charles Leavy). The poem was a really nice one though, about London at two in the morning. The Blood Brothers question wasn't too hard either, so hopefully I've done fairly well. I finished a bit early, but it wasn't too bad, because I just read all the other extracts. The one from Stone Cold was really interesting. Apparently it's quite a good book, so it can go on my list of things to read over the summer.

Maths...

Well. I said this morning maths'd be ok provided I didn't finish in half an hour. I did. It was an hour and a quarter exam.

Gotta go. Come back later assuming I'm not reading paddy clarke ha ha ha.

Mum's Birthday

Well, it was Mum's birthday on the eighth of May, so we all went out to Pinocios round the corner, me, James, Mum (obviously), Esther, Aunty Lynn, Uncle Mike, Daniel and Granddad and Anne. 'Twas good fun and good food.

Fire...

Yeh. I don't know how to explain this really, but I want to write it down all the same. At church this morning, Moya went up to speak, and she was saying about this conference and there's a revival going on, a revival of fire, and she was passing it on, and she said we were to all come up if we wanted her to pray fire for us, and then she said it was a double portion for the youth and I went up. It was like electricity flowing through me, and I couldn't stand up. Someone, Dianne I think, helped me to a chair, and I just sat there and couldn't move, and then I was shaking, and my hands especially were all tingly and I really want to share it with other people in my school, because it was such joy and peace and completeness, and then towards the end of the service I was just laughing and shaking still, and Dianne took me over to Lorena and Christine and we just sat there and we were laughing and laughing and just couldn't stop laughing, it was amazing.

RE Exam

It went pretty well. There was one question 'what importance does St Paul's thing on love in 1 Corinthians 13 to Christians' that I wasn't so sure about, but I figured it was the 'love is patient, love is kind' one and it turned out to be, so that's ok.

Maths tomorrow, English lit on Tuesday and Biology on Wednesday.

First Exam

Think it went pretty well. My teacher said I was very relaxed and some of my answers made her laugh. Presumably that was a good thing. I think she was amused by the 'if the world was perfect, we wouldn't go to school', and the fact that I said I was energetic after eating chocolate...

I also managed to persuade my RE teacher to let me miss tomorrow's lesson for the newspaper meeting...

Story

Well, I've decided to work on Sky Dancer, because I don't think it'll work as a trilogy, so the story overall needs finishing off. Shall have to see how that goes.

Marks

Well. I got my mock results back for most of it. Chemistry was my best out of all the sciences, and Mr Benett read the marks from worst to best, and I was best in the class! Have to admit, it was a little embarrassing. Not quite as bad as English though. Apparently, my essay on the unseen poem which was exam practice, was faultless, so Mrs Farrell decided to read it out to the class. It wouldn't have been so bad if it'd been anonymous. Still, I am quite happy about that, because I didn't think I'd done amazingly in it. Just goes to show it's more technique and confidence than anything else. And I hate waffling. Although Mrs Farrell said mine was longer than Illyas' (sorry, no idea how to spell his name), she said it doesn't matter if I have the time to write that. Plus my writing is a fair bit bigger than his. Other marks, Physics I was one mark off an A*, but the grade boundaries are sooooo low, and Biology I was into an A*. Maths I did pretty well in, 64 out of 70 on the non-calculator.
Mrs Farrell's marked my story now, the one I had to do for B2 on Paper 1, and she said it was really, really good, which I'm happy about because I wasn't sure she'd like it, and she said that if I cut anything out it'd spoil it, which I was also surprised about, because there was a lot in that story. I wrote it as a blog, and it was about this girl who'd been raped on her first night out since being caught in the bomb blast during a terrorist attack in which her brother was killed. Anyway, she wasn't sure I could write it in the time, but I just have done today, I managed to write out a version of it that follows roughly the same lines as the original, in exactly half an hour, which is the amount of time we have. I quite liked that story. Maybe I'll continue it into a novel, like I kind of planned on doing, but kind of am now not sure about. I don't know. Maybe I'll ask Mrs Farrell about it on Monday. Have to see.

Exams approaching

First exam on Monday. Not looking forward to it. Just wanted time to freeze while I was at the Delirious concert last night. Still, I have two weeks, with two exams this week coming and three the following week, then a week break, and then nine exams the next week, and then the weekend to collapse and then just another four the next week. Then it's all done. And I will never have to do French again. Or physics. Even though some bits of physics are interesting. Why can't I study microbiology at A-level? Or just have a new science which deals with atoms and molecules and DNA and all the really interesting stuff that science is advancing in? I'd love to do that if it existed. Unfortunately, it doesn't. I'd have to do all three sciences to find out the really interesting stuff. Humph.

Delirious?!

It was awesome. I absolutely loved it. And now I have the new cd, and that's great too! It was really loud and leapy aroundy at times, but they did a few quieter songs too. They were playing for nearly two hours, did loads of songs, and it was amazing. I didn't know quite a lot of them, but the words were up behind them, so I sung along all the same, and it didn't really matter if I sung the wrong tune, because it was so loud nobody would've been able to tell.

Whoo!!

I finished Pterodactyl last night. It was kind of late, so I didn't come on here. But I did it! There were a couple more surprises from John, and I'm sure you'll be glad to know his rocket launcher did come in useful after all. He used it to blast a couple of Japanese helicopters out the sky. As you do.

Delirious?!

I'm going to see Delirious? in Clitheroe next Friday. I can't wait! Naomi said they'd sold out of tickets when she tried to get them on the internet last night, but I rung my Granddad and asked him to get two for me and Hil, and he managed to get some from the actual place where they're performing! Yay!!!!!!!! I know, I know, bad practice using more than one exclamation mark. But Mrs Farrell has used up to three, so I'm justified. I'm excited. I can't wait. It's going to be great, because they're an absolutely awesome band!

PE and Pen Fight!

Yesterday Naomi and I somehow managed to get into a pen fight. Apparently I started it, but Naomi definately won. Oh well. I still have pen on my hand from that. Must remember to take in a camera tomorrow.
PE was fun today too. We were doing Table Tennis, and I went with Naomi and we shared a table with Carrice and Andrea, and it was so fun. We basically played a rally game at first, then we got a bit tired so we knelt down and tried to play like that, and then we got even more tired and also slightly fed up with table tennis, so we sat on the floor and played under-table tennis, which is very, very amusing and also quite hard because of the way the school tables are. Still. 'Twas amusing. And then we played a couple of proper one on one games, and out of six games I won five! Maybe I'm not quite as terrible at it as I thought. That or I was just having an abnormally lucky day...

Cathedral

Well, it could've gone a lot worse this morning. Of course, despite sending an emergency message round yesterday to tell everyone we had to be at the Cathedral by half eight, Mr Tarney didn't start choir until ten to nine, and I had to get the bus at half seven, so I was a little peeved, and now I'm tired. But oh well. Two of the songs went badly wrong. The Agnes Dei kind of failed to start up, because we didn't actually know it very well, and in Lift Up Your Heads Oh Ye Gates we didn't quite manage to get the A... Never mind.
Mr Whyte's song at the end was good fun, plus we did nice songs which we picked. So we did Servant King, Shine Jesus Shine, and one other which I cannot remember the name of but I love and we sing it at church sometimes. Oh, I know, I'll just go look, cos I have the sheet. It was My Jesus, My Saviour, and I love that song. But the best bit was Mr Whyte's song, mainly because it was so hopelessly out of time with everything but we belted it out anyway. LOL. Couple of people were crying because it's our last ever Cathedral Service, but it doesn't feel like it's soon to me. I mean, yes I've got a leaver's book and I'm going to get everyone to write in it, but there's still a fair bit left.