18/4/2008 - Wooh First Blog -x
Ok so call me wierd, but I'm listening to Kate Bush. No offence to Kate Bush fans, but y'know I'm a teenage girl.. They don't normally listen to stuff like that.. Do they? I'm only listening cos I sang Running Up That Hill on Singstar 80's with my mate and got kinda hooked.
Today was uneventful, except for teachers getting in a tizzy over exams (hello? Who's just about to actually DO the exams?) and H drooling over N.. but the H & N thing happens everyday so.. nothing new there.
By the way, I know the name abbreviating thing is very GossipGirl but I'm not here to spill secrets so names better stay unknown.
Year 9 parents evening is finally over. My Mum had a strop and walked out of the hall... We where arguing over one particular subject I'm taking for GSCE. I thought I wanted to do it, then decided I didn't and still hadn't decided by parents evening (which was when we needed to get permition to do the subjects) so when I asked her what I should do she got in a mood and asked what how she was meant to know. Well, I only asked because she's always telling me mothers are always right, so, naturally, I thought she'd have some wise advice. But no, all she did was storm out. I was so angry, I mean it's not her that had to decide her future by half 6 thursday afternoon! I'm the one who's actually going through a stressful time in my life but she's the one who's allowed to run off. I was so stressed I walked out and burst into tears. Which is quite a rare thing for me to do in public. I'm one of those people who keep it all inside till their alone.
Luckily (or unluckily I haven't quite decided) S was in the reception when I walked out in tears and followed me. So I had her for comfort. Not that she did that good a job. Then we saw J and her mum. Who where a bit more understanding!
In the end my mum came over like nothing had happened and took me back to the hall. For the rest of the night she kept saying/doing annoying stuff and I kept feeling like I was just gunna have a freak out...
Oh and.. H is moving. In my class I only have one friend, the rest are all twats. That friend is H and she's moving. Obviously I have friends in other classes, but it's not the same is it? I'll have plenty of classes where I'm on my own.. Unless next year more classes are split cos of sets rather than welsh speaking. Yeah, welsh schools suck.
Oh, and there's him. That's so confusing right now I don't really wanna write about it yet.
Urrrggghh.. I never quite understood the whole 'being a teenager is so difficult thing' but now I can totally relate to kids that go around sreaming "No one understands me!!" and slamming doors. I'm just not that melodramatic. Not that melodramatic.
Sucks to be me :D
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