Friday, 11 March 2011

an emotional nose-dive in the flight of my life

hey guys

hows y'all doing? good? good, im glad someone is. myself? oh im just fine & friggin dandy at the moment, my life is a veritable smorgasbord of greatness...i'm bein sarcastic here btw, jus in case you hadn't realised. why you ask? oh no reason, apart from the fact that my school is getting right on my last ruddy nerve, my family are still arguing like mad almost 24/7, i'm getting the feeling that God is testing me & my faith & im worrying just a little bit that i will fail said 'test' which is bad news since im trying to be an assistant leader for camp this year (yes, i'm going back to camp, just in case i forgot to let y'all know). you're confused, i can tell, i'll start from the top

right, well according to the head of maths at my school i wasn't doing well enough in the higher tier class & thus i have been bumped down a peg to be in his oh-so wonderous collection of students...alone...with none of my friends...exactly like in science (which i will come to shortly). to add insult to freaking injury the work is so fuckin simple that it's like they'r insultin my intelligence, im not thick, i jus don't understand math they way the teachers explain it cos they go too fast, i was fine in the higher tier class when i was sat next to my friend but then people started shifting seats with each other cos they dint like the seating plan & my understanding of math dropped a bit, so now i'v been labelled thick & shoved down a class.

now to science, the people in my class are total gits...well...mainly just the boys tbh (not bein sexist there btw, i have nothing against the male population in general, just a certain few in my year who are complete dicks). let me give you an example of the irritation i have to put up with. say we are doing an experiment in class, the exothermic reaction you get when mixing iron filings with copper(II) sulphate, we will be instructed to use a specific measurement of copper sulphate solution (i will be working on my own on this of cors, i never get asked into a work group). I will try to measure out the correct amount as accurately as possible so as not to waste much of the resources if i knock the beaker (rather likely for me) it doesnt take long to do this but i will still have someone complain that i'll be there forever, then when i return to my desk & have the correct amount of iron filings someone will walk past & dump a load more onto the paper sheet, totally setting me back on time, (not to mention the numerous cases of having my equipment & experiment components taken from my desk cos they cant be arsed to get there own, oh wait, i just mentioned it...lol). & most recently they faked a detention letter from the teacher saying i had a detention on monday night which caused me to panic for most of the lesson, thanks guys, i love you too -.-

anywhoo, moving on from my 'lovely' school life, my family hardly ever stop arguing...still & lately, what with everything else piling up (everything else being, GCSE Exams, Fund Raising for camp/india, dealing with the stuff my school 'mates' are dishing out etc...) it's a bit anoying having to listen to it all...& occasionally get dragged into it. the biggest issue with my family is that none of them have any grounded or even half decent religious views (well, apart from mum who's main reference to God is that he is an idiot who picks on her & kills off good people :[ ) which means that if i'm goin thru a really rough time & my faith starts to waver just slightly i cant go to my family to help me keep grounded, which isnt the greatest. hence the 'is God testing me?' theory :/

anywhoo, ur probably majorly bored of this ranting now, im almost certain this is the longest blog i'v posted to you guys so far, i will conclude with this though, love is amazing if you can find it in a reciprocal however, it is a total bitch if it's only one way, end of 'sermon' :/

ciao dudes, thanks for puttin up with my babbling
xxx <3

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