Don't think I've talked about my utterly horrendous schedule, but in the last four weeks, I haven't been in lessons at all on a Friday, three Thursdays whilst missing lessons elsewhere as well. Of course, this means I have a lot of catching up to do.
You'd think, seeing as I only have two weeks left of school, that I wouldn't have that much left to do.
Oh no! This is Year 10, you hear me? YOU HAVE EXAMS NEXT YEAR, YOU NEED ALL THE STRESS OUT OF THE WAY!
So we'll pile it on top of you now
Assessments galore. I have, in fact, missed so much work for my history assessment that I'm having to leave it until September. However, I decided to get all of my sources work done so it's there in September.
I didn't realise when I walked into the lesson today that I had so little to copy out, seeing as I'd done most of it already.
So, it took me around twenty minutes to finish all my copying, leaving me half an hour to spare. seeing as I had nothing else to do (in hindsight, I realise I had English work in my bag, but I didn't think of that), so I decided to read through my notes, and read through them, and read through them.
my history lesson is directly after lunch, and we all know what it's like after lunch; you feel sluggish, and if you don't have anything in particular to concentrate on, nodding off is an alternative.
Which I apparently did.
I had been nodding off for a little while, making sure to catch myself, which I apparently didn't the final time. I woke up to a boy yelling out 'she's asleep'. Sue me, I fell asleep.
Thankfully, my history teacher is pretty upbeat, and knows I wouldn't have fallen asleep if I hadn't been tired, and knew I had the work done, so she just passed it off by asking if I was tired.
So that happened. Thankfully, I only had to sit through another lesson before I could escape to rehearsals.
Rehearsals were alright, there are ups and downs when it comes to the last week before a production.
My good friend Jack is singing 'Benjamin Calypso', and oh my God, Jack, it was so good tonight, I don't know how anyone will keep a straight face whilst you're singing.
Anyway, we finally got to setting the rest of Act 2, and towards the end (spoiler alert if you haven't seen Joseph before, which obviously means you haven't been in an English primary school) when they reunite with Joseph, we all have to go up and pat him on the back or hug him or something. Beforehand, I'm sat towards the front of the stage, so I'm one of the first to reach him. I went to pat him on the shoulder, but we somehow ended up in a strange hug thing where he had hold of my hip.
And still had hold of it when he moved onto the rest of the brothers. Slightly strange feeling, that. (he's only a year older than me, but still)
Then, being towards the front, I had nothing to do, so I tried to move backwards to let the rest in (there are eleven of us), but ended up stuck in a circle of people patting him on the back over my shoulder. Fun!
Also, you can't say I don't sacrifice anything for drama, as I now have a cut on my wrist from the side of the stage after sitting down maybe a bit too quickly on the stairs, which is hurting as I rest my hand on the keyboard whilst typing.
So that's the interesting points of my day, what about yours?
Love, Eve <3