A Curious Girl: Practically perfect in every way...

I drove home! Me! Little me! I drove to Tesco's this morning, home from Tesco's and I've just driven home from work!!

:D Mum put me on her insurance. I keep telling her what gears I would be changing if I had gears to change (when I was reversing from a parking space, I told her I would 'put my foot on the imaginary clutch').

Work sent me home early today. We were only half full at 3 o'clock, and Adgie (one of the many managers ;) ) told me to 'Go home'. Not, would you like to go home? But 'Go home'. She's short and to the point :) Actually, I respect her a lot because she's very assertive and 'in charge' ;) You know she won't stand for nonsense.

It's a bit annoying though, because it means I only got about Ł12 for today's work.

I had three exams yesterday. The first was English and that went fine - comparing two passages, pretty straight-forward. Even if I did think up a new mnemonic that morning. Diggers told us to make up mnemonics (that word is so ridiculous) to help us remember words we need to use about analysing style. Chris and I made up one but I realised I couldn't remember any of it, so I made up a new one that morning. It wasn't perfect, in fact it was sort of flawed, but I remembered it :) It made me feel better.

I feel kind of embarrassed about prattling on about how I'm still scared of my Year 1 teacher earlier on this week, *sigh*, I am silly! But Ian sent me a nice e-mail and I haven't replied yet (erk, sorry), so thank you Ian :) I guess I'm not so much scared of her - what can she do to me now? - but what she reminds me of. Ick ick ick. By the way, I know I said she was my teacher in the second year, but the first year was Year R... The second year was Year 1. Makes perfect sense... not. I think her class was still called 2C, and the next class I was in was 2W, fortunately I thought in terms of bottom, middle and top infants rather than years, because I'm sure it would have confused me to pieces.

Still, I'm feeling a little less regressive about it now. Hey, at least if I was six again, I could play at adventure playgrounds :) They should have them for adults... they're so cool. I have a feeling that if and when I become a teacher, I'll be like Mary Poppins, except without the companion chimney sweep with a questionable Cockney accent.

Yes, I can see it now. Not 'My favourite teacher' or even 'My least favourite teacher who scarred me for life and I still break out into cold sweats whenever I see Letterland, Doctor' but 'My Weirdest Teacher, who insisted on dancing around the classroom singing A Spoonful of Sugar before they eventually carried her off to the looney bin.' That's assuming that the school isn't a looney bin, of course!

I had a dream last night that it was the last day of school and Sara and Chelle were there. They'd already left by that time... *sigh* oh well, these things happen.

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