A Curious Girl: Everything and nothing about my day

Hellooo... It has been a day of momentous events. Rory and Helen broke up... poor Rory, he's so upset :( (by the way, I'm writing this on the assumption that all my school friends reading have enough discretion to not make a big deal out of it. Since that's probably only Chris and Sara, it'll be ok but if anyone else is, play fair.)

Also... My chemistry teacher Mr E is ill. He's never ill. He covers our lessons when Dr. C is ill! What makes me laugh most is that he took our lesson this morning, and was still here this afternoon to tell his Year 12 class to go to Dr. C... apparently (yes, this is all in the misty realms of rumour but I still find it funny) he's had to be practically bullied into going home. Priceless... he's had four days off in the past thirty-five years according to Mr B, my formtutor (who just this morning was enthusing about Mr E's sense of humour again). He practically lives in school!! It's kinda nice that he likes his teaching job that much... that he had to have his own class bullied from him, and even then had to tell them personally instead of just leaving a note. Worringly obsessive, but anyway... Mr E ill - it's surely a sign of the endtimes or something. I mean, if it afflicts him, it's surely got to be pestilence, right?

I've started writing my entry for the short story competition... I don't really want to enter it - the writing is as good as any of my stories but the plot is really something borrowed from books and films, not real life. It doesn't feel fresh to me. It's just a pile of paragraphs tailored to please the masses... *sigh*. This is what happens when I write for fame, not for the love of the thing.

The Christian Union is doing another assembly - we're doing a sketch, Duck and I, and James is talking. (Mainly, methinks, to prove to himself that he can do the talking). I'm not sure... I get the feeling that we're not doing this because it's an awesome thing for God... just because we want to feel we're doing something for God, to keep him happy, and us contented.

And there you are - everything and nothing about my day.

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