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It's Tuesday, and Wednesday is fast approaching. Which means that the holidays are already a quarter over, already. That's mildly ridiculous. It seems not very long ago that I was still at school.
Last Thursday was... sad. A very sad day. Let's all pretend that it didn't happen for a while.
Friday was last day of term. Free dress, yay. Had to go library in the morning to sign Ms. Capon's card. She's leaving the school after teaching there for over 15 years. It was actually a pretty sad moment, but our final period together was fun. We just spent it eatign the Black Forest cake that Michael bought to celebrate and laughed at some of Capon's past indescretions. Apparently at a formal some years ago, in front of everyone she made a reference to Ms. Randall's camel toe. Lolol, it was a pretty funny moment. The even funnier moment came afterwards when half the class didn't know what a camel toe was and Ms Capon tried to explain it subtly, but they didn't get it. Next she talked about going commando because she was about to work with the army. Yet again, half didn't know what going commando went and it was trusted to me to explain it subtly. I tried, but I guess I was too subtle.
After 5 periods of absolute non-stop work [which means 1 period of cake eating and laughing, one of playing Rich List again in methods, one of playing soccer in chem, one of doing even less in library and then actually getting close to doing work in English], it was GYM GYM GYM. Before gym we played some 3 on 3 soccer in the gym, our team lost but it was massively tiring. After that they gymmed whilst I just treadmilled.
After GYM GYM GYM, they all went to the city to watch TMNT. I went home because... I'm still not sure. But I went home. I also undid all my good gym work by buying a greasy burger and a V from South Yarra, that actually got me really sad for a while.
Very much not happened from then until today. This is pretty much how a conversation went between me and my grandma a couple days ago:
Her: You're on school holidays now?
Me: Uh huh
Her: Then come with me to the doctors on Tuesday
Me: Wait
Her: The taxi is coming at 10
*she leaves*
Me: Fucking gay.
So she kinda forces me to follow her, even though we both know that I don't want to go. I was a little excited at catching a taxi. It wasn't that exciting. But our driver was driving whilst drinking coffee out of a mug, I found that pretty impressive.
Someone let me go back in time. I want more holidays. Well it's not that I want more holidays, I just want to use them more effectively.
Written by banh at 10:06 PM | Comments (0)
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