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I'm a MiserableChessypig.
Today started great, except for my mood. Got a lift into school 'cos I had to be in on time today, ran through my speech a couple of times, sorted out Celeste when it turned out she'd left her questions at home by remembering the ones she'd emailed to me, sat through the Y11 speech which was encouraging as to the amount I could probably manage to screw up without looking a total idiot, then listened gleefully to our chairperson reading from her scrappy piece of paper in a manner that will hopefully mean I never have to see my speech again, delivered my speech pretty near-perfectly as far as me-public-speaking goes, and got congratulated by all the teachers on the way out. Lots of goodness there, but it didn't help my grumpychessypigness, although I was polite to everyone who was being nice to me.
In Economics I attempted to take some notes of all the stuff we've been doing that I haven't been taking notes of or getting worksheets for, but it all seemed so self-evident that I had trouble finding stuff I needed to write down. Answered all the questions we were given perfectly, so I think my arrogence here is justified.
At breaktime, I was dragged computerwards, so I read LJ a bit.
Then we had a nasty messy Physics prac, which I *did* finish in the lesson but only through some rather suspect algebra, because they messed up getting the equipment out at the start and stuff. This didn't put me in the most wonderful of moods, although I did do quite a bit of helping-people which was good.
Then we had P2, which was mildly confusing to start with 'cos I didn't know any of the stuff and the person who I asked for the formulae told me them wrong, but it was pretty plain sailing from there.
By lunchtime I was very hungry tho (it was cold, and coldness always makes me very hungry), and Melody had a 'Psychology meeting', so I went to start eating in the common room - Naath's maths class always overruns on a Thursday. I waited outside while lots of ppl came out of the room, then Naath came out and ushered me in. But there were still 2 ppl working in there, and where Naath stood me I was right in the way of the board for one of them, and there wasn't anywhere to sit 'cos the space next to Naath was taken and Naath's junk was all over the place, and I was still hungry and trying to eat, and I was in a rotten mood, so I snapped at Naath summat like 'we are leaving, *now*' and when she refused to follow me I just stormed out. It annoys me enough on normal days when she takes me into her classroom and there's just a couple of people packing up, but when I get in people's way and look like a complete prawn and am in a rotten mood anyway... well, it just really *got* to me.
Anyway, when people had left Naath reappeared and I was a little more civilised this time, although I moaned when she was off to the Beacon 'cos there were other ppl in the room and I didn't know them and it's their formroom not ours and it was just awkward and I wanted someone to back me up. So she agreed to wait until Melody came back (because I said that Melody would wanna go to the Beacon anyway and she'd just have to go again). Then Melody came back with some stuff from the school canteen, and Naath decided to just go fetch chocolate from the vending machine, because it was rainy and freezing anyway. And then we indulged in some top-quality ranting, which suited my mood :-)
Then we had Stats, in which I'm pretty sure I did not-very-much. Actually, I did more than I usually do in Stats lessons, I guess.
Then I attempted to go home, feeling like a *total* and *utter* faliure becuase I'd forgotten to get parents-evening appointments off the two maths teachers I'd seen today, and forgotten to do anything about seeing if I could get a note thatd let me get my New Scientist subscription cheaper, and not done my half-a-ton-of-maths-homework for, well, ever, really. And I was almost at the station, moaning away at God about how rubbish I was, when I decided / had it decided for me that I was going back to school to try and sort things out. So I started some maths homework, which I worked out I really couldn't do, and I met a teacher that wasn't the one I wanted to ask and got another decentish appointment (now we have *two* appointments outside the prescribed times...). And when I got back to the station there were people there and people were NicePeople, and I wasn't a NastyChessypig to them, and I got lifted out of my really-horribly-miserable state. So although I didn't get the stuff I really went back to do done, I got some other stuff done and got to feel better, which is good. (The person on the train who'd heard my speech got me to read it out for the benefit of the others 'cos she'd thought it was really good, which was nice.)
Since I've got home I've been a bit rollercoasterish tho; can't decide between blank and pits-of-despair. Hence 'bah'.
Today started great, except for my mood. Got a lift into school 'cos I had to be in on time today, ran through my speech a couple of times, sorted out Celeste when it turned out she'd left her questions at home by remembering the ones she'd emailed to me, sat through the Y11 speech which was encouraging as to the amount I could probably manage to screw up without looking a total idiot, then listened gleefully to our chairperson reading from her scrappy piece of paper in a manner that will hopefully mean I never have to see my speech again, delivered my speech pretty near-perfectly as far as me-public-speaking goes, and got congratulated by all the teachers on the way out. Lots of goodness there, but it didn't help my grumpychessypigness, although I was polite to everyone who was being nice to me.
In Economics I attempted to take some notes of all the stuff we've been doing that I haven't been taking notes of or getting worksheets for, but it all seemed so self-evident that I had trouble finding stuff I needed to write down. Answered all the questions we were given perfectly, so I think my arrogence here is justified.
At breaktime, I was dragged computerwards, so I read LJ a bit.
Then we had a nasty messy Physics prac, which I *did* finish in the lesson but only through some rather suspect algebra, because they messed up getting the equipment out at the start and stuff. This didn't put me in the most wonderful of moods, although I did do quite a bit of helping-people which was good.
Then we had P2, which was mildly confusing to start with 'cos I didn't know any of the stuff and the person who I asked for the formulae told me them wrong, but it was pretty plain sailing from there.
By lunchtime I was very hungry tho (it was cold, and coldness always makes me very hungry), and Melody had a 'Psychology meeting', so I went to start eating in the common room - Naath's maths class always overruns on a Thursday. I waited outside while lots of ppl came out of the room, then Naath came out and ushered me in. But there were still 2 ppl working in there, and where Naath stood me I was right in the way of the board for one of them, and there wasn't anywhere to sit 'cos the space next to Naath was taken and Naath's junk was all over the place, and I was still hungry and trying to eat, and I was in a rotten mood, so I snapped at Naath summat like 'we are leaving, *now*' and when she refused to follow me I just stormed out. It annoys me enough on normal days when she takes me into her classroom and there's just a couple of people packing up, but when I get in people's way and look like a complete prawn and am in a rotten mood anyway... well, it just really *got* to me.
Anyway, when people had left Naath reappeared and I was a little more civilised this time, although I moaned when she was off to the Beacon 'cos there were other ppl in the room and I didn't know them and it's their formroom not ours and it was just awkward and I wanted someone to back me up. So she agreed to wait until Melody came back (because I said that Melody would wanna go to the Beacon anyway and she'd just have to go again). Then Melody came back with some stuff from the school canteen, and Naath decided to just go fetch chocolate from the vending machine, because it was rainy and freezing anyway. And then we indulged in some top-quality ranting, which suited my mood :-)
Then we had Stats, in which I'm pretty sure I did not-very-much. Actually, I did more than I usually do in Stats lessons, I guess.
Then I attempted to go home, feeling like a *total* and *utter* faliure becuase I'd forgotten to get parents-evening appointments off the two maths teachers I'd seen today, and forgotten to do anything about seeing if I could get a note thatd let me get my New Scientist subscription cheaper, and not done my half-a-ton-of-maths-homework for, well, ever, really. And I was almost at the station, moaning away at God about how rubbish I was, when I decided / had it decided for me that I was going back to school to try and sort things out. So I started some maths homework, which I worked out I really couldn't do, and I met a teacher that wasn't the one I wanted to ask and got another decentish appointment (now we have *two* appointments outside the prescribed times...). And when I got back to the station there were people there and people were NicePeople, and I wasn't a NastyChessypig to them, and I got lifted out of my really-horribly-miserable state. So although I didn't get the stuff I really went back to do done, I got some other stuff done and got to feel better, which is good. (The person on the train who'd heard my speech got me to read it out for the benefit of the others 'cos she'd thought it was really good, which was nice.)
Since I've got home I've been a bit rollercoasterish tho; can't decide between blank and pits-of-despair. Hence 'bah'.
