A Curious Girl: A Pleasantry

Isn't it odd how little ordinary things can suddenly surprise you?

As you may know from my previous moanings I have a cold. Yeah, I know this isn't at all terrible, and I can ignore it so long as I can breathe and I don't stand where it's chilly, but anyhow, I was a bit miserable, and I was walking to the library. Tired and crappy. And then Dr. A II walks past - usually when teachers I have or my friends walk past I make eye-contact and smile, maybe even say hi. But I basically wasn't in the mood. And then Dr. A says, 'Hello Helen!' and smiles himself, which is something teachers rarely bother to do unless you do actually make eye-contact. That happy clappy chemist Dr. C is usually jovial, she even asked me how my day was at Bath the day after, and I hadn't told her I was going (Elaine must have told her). But... I don't know, it just seemed like he was pleased to see me, just at the moment when I could have been cheered by anyone being pleased to see me, let alone someone I usually only see in class and exchange idle pleasantries with... and being one of the coolest teachers I know, and don't forget that I want to be one.

Although the other day Mrs. P (the scary teacher from last entry) came up to me and encouraged me to be cheeky more often. Ah yes, I quoted her as well 'I like you to be flippant, everyone's so serious.' Because I was flippant in the careers library the other day. Teachers just like me... they put things in my reports saying how I'm always so cheerful and I have a good sense of humour, etc. Only Mr. JE didn't comment on my general cheerfulness... but maybe the Minnie Mouse Ears will encourage him to rethink...

Anyhoo, that's the story of how I became a teacher's pet :-).

Ricci is annoying me at the moment. I actually sank to insulting him on the bus. I don't get him! One minute you feel you've finally gotten him out of his shell, and he's a lovely, sweet, poetic, friendly person, and the next he's busy insulting everyone and putting people down, as if to make himself look good. I love him but I want to strangle him.

Yesterday after prayer, Margaret, who's one of the ministry team, mentioned that she's been praying for Chelle. I could have hugged her to bits!

I haven't finished (or practically started) my Color Purple essay. Oh well... Alice Walker confuses me... what she says about the Bible and implies about Jesus and the Church aggravates me; a lot of what she says about God I want to cut out and use as a bookmark for my Bible. I just don't get it.

And I must worship God more. Even if it means giving my network cable to the cat as a chew toy.

Besides, I know that God's pleased to see me anytime.

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