started today at 7:10am. i made myself some breakfast and over coffee mulled over if i should bother going into school, my back was killing me and to be honest i reallly did not feel up to the long day ahead. "mum im not going to school" i demanded at 7:40. But then i thought that i would be actually be best to go in as i am gonna have the next 2 days away (in dundee tomorrow and in edinburgh on thursday). 7:50 i rushed upstairs, shoved some clothes on, put my contacts in and brushed my teeth, ran my straightners through my hair and shoved all my books into my bag.
8:05 i was on the bus
8:15 i see ashley run away from her bustop back to her house and i wonder what the hell is going on, i guess she has forgotten something
8:17 i shout to the driver to wait for her
8:19 the bus driver goes
8:20 fecking bus driver
so i sit alone.. with the editors blasting in my ear, but unfufilled by their sound at this moment i quickly switch to strokes (much better i think) and turn round to talk to amy and the 2 ruths
8:30
get in school and walk to where i usually met jilly and her boyfriend.
Jillys not there.
run to the loos then come back.. thank god
"wheres ashley?"
argggh!
house assembly 8:45 im crammed into a room filled with 100s of annoying 1st and 2nds years and all the inbetween 3rd and 4th years which are just as annoying. Leigh and i sit and discuss Maximo park playing the barrowlands on monday night as we get out senior ties on and put our prefect badges on. a depute head stands up and has a moan to us about uniform and behaviour. however this is now lightened up by the introduction of a very yummy looking police officer by the name of pc... robertson?.. robert? something robert?..god i cant remember but he was hot!
hes the new in-school police officer or something.. just shows the schools getting worse.
1st and 2nd period- double pyschology with the fabolous mr B.
He used to get my sister when she was at college so because of the link i would say we are quite close, plus the fact that i come out with the most contraversial stuff in class(good contraversial i mean) and give him stickers as bribes . in the double period we discuss the concept of motivation. then we make up a likert scale sorta quiz, i was in a group with leigh and jilly. 2nd period i ask Matthew, my stalker (and thats no exaggeration
) aka "ladybird boy" to draw me a picture. He hasn't drawn me one in a while i think to myself. Matthew gets right into it drawing a very overly exaggerated impression of Mr B, complete with the baggy style of jumper he always wears and gigantic hoot of a nose. i then add a pernament marker in his hand as earliar in the period Mr B has picked up the wrong pen and started to write on Miss Kirk's white board with a pernament marker board pen. Jilly and i have a right laugh watching him go "aaaaaaaaaah noooooooooo" and try to scrub it odd with the sleeve of his jumper
. What would Mr B without his jumper and floppy brunette hair? He's sorta the kind of male like those little primary school boys you see walking round the supermarket with their mothers. Their sleeves are often always stretched so much they trail on the ground. I swear one of these days i will catch their sleeves on the trolley wheels up the bread section of Asdas. Anyways i ask matthew to give the picture to Mr B. He doesn't look as brave. But promises to do it at some point of the period. Then he decides the right time is when im just walking out the door for prefect duty, so i ask him to text me telling me what Mr B thought of the drawing. then as i walk down to the loos with Leigh and Jilly before meeting up with Goldie and broon for duty i regret it. it will just give him a reason to start texting me again!
Duty at break i sit with Jilly and ashley and also receive a series of hugs from the ever over enthusiastic Goldie. My best mate , luke then arrives which i fully appreciate as he was off yesterday! Luke gets a big hug 
3rd and 4th go by fast and lunchtime comes around. Jilly and i were off duty at lunchtime so we sat down as a table near some of the boys in our year ( the usual table where Jilly's Boyfriend sits with some of Ally's friends ). as i sit down with my currie, i realise goldie and broon have put their bags on 2 of the seats at our table
. a usual sign that they will come and join Jilly and i once they have finished and the ever adorable Ally Shand (our team leader)has told them they can go sit down. Jilly and i discuss our days so far but are then rudely interrupted by the most immature boy of my year. for those who are in my year at school, they will know who i am talking about already and i wont have to name him. but his name is grant. "oohhhh ur having curry! i love curry! can i have some pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease?"
"no feck offf!"
arent i nice?.
later as i get ready to go away with Goldie i go to pick up my bag and folder from the table and then grant asks me to help him get his Fender out his case. to show it off obvioulsy.
"yes its a fender .. blah blah blah"
then i just cant resist.
"well i have a fender TELECASTER, vintage!. 1957 made in texas. yes the texas kinda.. rare.. heavy body, nice action, imported strings, unique machinehead etc etc..
"
grant's face - priceless
after duty i escape with Jilly and then leave her and i walk across the quad to find Luke. i then drag liam off through the corridors (hes in second year and isnt sposed to be in at lunchtime). But i tell my fellow prefects he is with me with a glare and i hear nothing else about it. Liam then stays at my side for the rest of lunch, untill i walk him down to the front as he was about to sign out and go home as he was not feeling too good
.
5th period. come in late to modern studies. we are in the library and i bake into a sweat as the nippy Leigh decides to thrash at me for not doing my essay, despite her not even doing the bloody paper herself!
by 6th period (thankgod i had a free period)i was shattered. i collapsed in the Library and chatted with Jilly and Helen about our days. Jilly moaned that it had been the"worst day of school. ever." but i know shes had worst days... the boy i dislike the most was in the library with us that period, hes in Jilly's chemistry class and was trying to elbow into our conversation. Jilly warmly invited him in even though she knows i hate his guts as she thinks the world of him. i think she does not truly understand why i hate him so much and thinks im being harsh on him, when really i've given him all the chances anyone is given by me already. I spent a whole 4 years in junior school being in the same class as Niall, back then he was not too bad, actually some comfort to have as in those days i suffered a lot of abuse from 3 ned girls, but most because i was trying to defend my best friend at the time ,Kayleigh, from their abuse. But as we've moved into 4th year and he scraped the music prize from me, and then into 5th year and now 6th year ive grown to hate him.
Niall is definately a smart, well rounded, articulated, well brought up young chap... but to him, manners don't exist.
Take yesterday for example, when we had a meeting with our guidance teacher to help us with our personal statements for uni. i found myself sat next to Niall and within a matter of minutes hes slating our poor guidance teacher for not helping us enough. (we had had a talk from a guy from edinburgh uni the period 4 going through everything with us) but for a guy like Niall, that was simply not enough. I really do hate people who are perfectionists to the point where they can't find satisfaction anywhere. Our guidance was also very busy and i let her off the hook, Nathan, however wasn't prepared to give her a chance. 
He hacks me off the most in music though, (the periods that i get put with the Highers and int2s)where he walks in the room and is such an arrogant prick i want to hook him one. he will come in and go straight to a keyboard, headphones on and play away in his own little world, when really he should be at his desk listening to the teachers instructions. the majority of periods of music i know what i am doing that lesson and could easily just get straight to it. But i have manners, and the DECENCY to be attentive to the teacher. its a matter of respect for gods sake!
3:30 i get the bus home with ashley and like every tuesday night we make macaroni cheese as tuesday is macaroni cheese night. however the macaroni doesnt go as planned(her mum had especially bought us the pasta shapes too) so ashley quickly makes a nice pasta dish with chicken and tomato sauce. then feeling like shes let me down, ashley announces we should bake a cake. so we make a victoria sponge.. the only part i really did was churn the butter and sugar and mix in some flour and and egg. the cake turns out lovely. and we sit and eat some as we watch the 3rd soap of the night. ashley loves her soaps for some strange reason, i only watch soaps when im at hers. then a text comes through from my sister about 8 saying shes passed her driving test! HORAY! 
my sister (along with my younger brother who is obviously overjoyed by her passing) picks me up and we have a little quick drive round the area with the Killers and the Klaxons. Must really get some wolfmother on really some time soon.
hmmmm this has been a lonnnnnng blog!
Going to dundee tomorrow for dundee uni's open day,(mostly to discuss modules). i might also be going shoe shopping and meeting up with my mate Jenn.
anyways bed i go....
i think iv used to many emotion thingys in this.. but ahwell...
write again soon
x