“The Apprentice”

Yes, that is meant to be in inverted commas. Today (and tomrooww actually) we have been given, with much hype, an ‘apprentice style task’ in order to ‘learn to learn’. Well, that’s what they said, although actually it jsut seems to be an excuse for them not to teach lessons for the day. We arrived at school at 8:20, so significatnly earlier than usual to sit through an hour long assembly and then to our groups for our exciting busienss task. We got introduced to a man with slicked back hair and a cheap suit who flounced in to the apprentice theme music, said ‘I run 4 companies worth over £80 million pounds each’ and then proceeded to say ‘I hate show-offs’. He then introduced us to our task, as we laughed at this man, who we were convinced was an actor… surely nobody’s that ‘typical businessman-ish’. We had to… make a food service for teh sixth form!!! So far, so boring. Then we had to research this. This did not get any better. I went to a session on ‘problem solving’ where I’d already read the book he was showing us an extract from. Unfortunately my only problem, of being stuck in the lesson was not solved until the end. By the end of the day we had done absolutely nothing… except see Gareth make a 4 bar rock piece to go at the start of our powerpoint, and me and Megan planned our birthday party. And people say that enrichment days aren’t worth the time???

12 Year old chavspotting

This weekendd we went to a party, and we deided that we were going to go on the bus.So, we arrived at the bus station, got on the bus and were laughing about something or other, when this group of mini-chavs (the oldest was about 12) came and thought we were laughign at them. Basically they just wanted an excuse to pick a fight, alhtough why they would choose to do that with a group of 11 16 year olds is kinda weird. Although I guess they realise that although most 16 year old blokes COULD beat any 12 year old girl in a fight in a second, that most 16 years ld guys WOULD not, as it kinda seems a bit cruel. Either way, they start hurling abuse and profanity at us, we laugh at them, and then, just before they pick a fight, the bus driver drives off leavign them to kick/punch/attack the bus. Needless to say this did more harm to them than the bus. We were by this point in hysterics of laughter as we then turn back into the bus station, as it’s not time for the bus to go yet, and they start to attack the bus once more. We then leave, making faces at these kids as they realise that they can’t carry on chasing the bus, and then we have to go back to pick up our friend who left her bag on the bus. These chavs prepare to run back at the bus as we turn in again, but then we just went away and it was really quite amusing…

Why does my bag smell like a foot?

Well, today, what can I say? In fact this weekend has really been kinda boring, as I spent almost all day Saturday on the computer, and today, after calling everyone we managed to organise a grand day out to…. town! This turned out to be a pretty typical outing for our group. Me and Will arrived on time, went and bought the files and the mouse that I needed and then went to subway. Then the others arrived and we went to teh park, got a rugby ball stuck up a tree, got the rugby ball down from the tree, went back into town, went to subwayand then the boys ran off.Then I went home as it was only me and Will again and he had to go home. So that was my day. I would like to put something amusing and witty about it, but I can’t really think of anything to be honest.

Then these last two days I have been at school. This has also been uninspiring. Except you’d be surprising how tiring a day is at school when you have 2 free periods, an IQ test thing, 2 lessons and after school further maths, and that is it for the whole day… And yes, I agree that this isn’t a very blog-worthy blog, but I can’t think of anythign to say and feel like updating (this is why I could never write a book. I enjoy writing, but I always run out of things to say in a format as short as a blog, witha  whole book I’d be writing ‘filler’ from about page 3. As Catbert says in Dilbert cartoons, “it’s hard to write a whole book, when you’re as gifted as me at getting to the point.” Not that I have any problem with rambling on, such as this, but I still just kind of stop thinking of ideas) … I have somehow managged to volunteer myself for house assemblies, which are just an excuse for the lower sixth to get up and stage and do a silly play, but luckily my part isn’t too embarrassing… yeah, anything I now put

I’m not patronising. I just know more than you!

Today had been rather infuriating. But rather than getting mad, or even even, I decided to get blogging instead, which is probably the best option, although I do warn all casual readers that this is likely to be rather a lot of ranting, so you may like to heed that before you read it and don’t complain about it being boring.

In Economics today one guy accused me of being patronising. Well, yes I probably was, but it’s very hard not to be when they haven’t done any of the homework and then acting completely stupid when you explain things that YOU learnt about for homework, btu they haven’t been bothered and now they assume it’s your responsibility to show them just because you have done the work and have then been put into their group. HOnestly, out of 4 people in the group 2 hadn’t done the work at all, one had randomly copy and pasted a few sentecnces that they didn’t understand and only one other person had done it properly. And who got the praise for doing the presentation, as they got picked on? The one who hadn’t done the work. Grrr. Still, at least the world needs the annoying nagging people like me who worry about stuff but get the work does.

Then later in Geography we spent the whole lesson doing thigns that we have previosuly done in GCSE, and yet still one boy doesn;t get it. He is one of those people that feels he needs to call out all the time because hbe thinks it makes him ‘clever’. News to anybody like that: it doesn’t, and if you just stayed quiet then yes, we might miss out on your ‘hilarious’ comments such as ‘ Can you say that again sir?’ (to absolutely everything he said, sometimes more than once.) but we would gain much more time to do everything and would actually ge tout for lunch early rather than 10 minutes late… for the second time today…. grr.

I apologise now for anybody who has actually bothered reading that as it was neitehr funny, informative or anything except me getting things off my chest, but it’s going on here anyway, as otherwise it looks ages since I’ve posted anything. I promise normal service will be resumed as soon as I think of anything non-ranty to say so until then, goodbye :)

Cars I do like. Woot.

So now, after absolutely no demand whatsoever comes my nto-at-all awaited list of my top 10 favourite cars, or possibly less or mroe than that if I think or can’t think of them.

1) The Lotus Elise. This is a proper sports car from what I’m told but at only around £30,000 for a new one it is, compared to supercars, rather cheap and so it is not completely out of the realms of possibility that I may own one one day,especially second hand ones which are even cheaper, which is a nice thought. Yes, their looks may be a little look-at-meish which I’m not normally too keen on, but at least htey look nice so you can be showing off their taste. And apparently headroom is a problem, but I’m short so that’s ok. :)

2) The Fiat Panda.  On a completely different level to the Lotus of course but I think, probably, my favourite small car. It is veyr cheap (you can now get a new model for just over £5000), more spacious than you would think, they look unpretentious and unassuming but still kinda cute if you bother to think about it, which is, in my opinion, how a car costing £5000 should look. Unfortunately due to an odd inside joke with my friends they always remind me of gypsies, but that really should be by the by.

3) The Alfa Romeo 159. Is this the most beautiful 4 door saloon car ever? I love the look of all Alfa Romeos, but I think this one is not only particulary attarctive, but also has almost the practically of a Ford Mondeo. Alfas are supposed to be badly made or something, but surely, for something this gorgeous that is a small price to pay, and if I was told to buy either this or a BMW 3 series, I know where my money would go.

4) Volkswagen Golf. This is probably my favourite of the Focus/Astra type cars available today. I drove in the passenger seat of oen of the new ones the other day and it was very smooth and the interior was quite a lot better than an equivalent focus I’ve also been in. It may not be the cheapest of these hatches, but it has so much choice within it (the GTI for people who want speed, the bluemotion for people who want great fuel economy etc) then I think it could quite easily be the best and being a Volkswagen, it’ll have good German build quality into the bargain.

5) Honda Civic. I have no good reason for choosing this car, except that it looks like a spaceship, which as topgear says, is a good thing. Actually top gear gives it a pretty good review as well so maybe its not all style and no substance. If taht really is the case then it would be a much harder decision between this and the Golf.

6) Aston Martin Vanquish It was this car that, when I saw it, made me think that maybe cars weren’t boring after all. I was on a school trip at the motor museum in year 6 and saw it and for some reason I just thought this, and a Jaguar XKR I think it was, were actually quite cool. I like Aston Maritns anyway now. They just seem a bit classier and less all-about-the-speed than a Ferrari and although they are showy, at thsi price you’d expect it to be. I can’t say anything about the performance of Astons, or whwther you ought to buy one because, to be hoenst, if you could afford one, or if I could afford one, you probably wouldn’t be reading, and I probably wouldn’t be writing, this blog.

7)Mercedes S class. This is a car that ranges from expensive to incredibly expensive in price and for this price you would expect either a lot of speed or a lot of gadgets or a lot of luxury. This car has the last two and that just makes it the sort of car I would definetely have if I become a very  successful business woman one day. (not that I expect to really, I would be very happy if I could afford the Alfa mentioned earlier as my executive car) and it seems to be just as good really, without the overt showiness, of the two most expensive limos on the market the Maybach and the Rolls Royce Phantom. I would just have the S class instead.

8) The Toyota Hilux Pick up truck. I don’t think I’d actually want one of these if you can call them cars, but I do like the idea that I can do anything I want to it and it would never break, as shown by that episode ages ago (or not very long at all ago on Dave. It’s probably on right now actually. Go look. Go. Now.) of Top Gear. And that makes it worth buying, just ofr the cool factor of an unbreakable car, but buy an old one so you don’t waste  your money. And hope that the engines not defunct.

9)The Kia Rio. Actually maybe not, as this is supposed to be rubbish and has very few good points. I’m just runing short of ideas so I think I will stop. Gutenbye, I hope you enjoyed this.

Where would parties be without the Numa Numa song?

Another weekend over, another time where all my good intentions not to waste time went out of the window. One day I really will get round to tidying my room, painting my room and finishing my homework by Friday evening. Honest.

On Friday, after a rather easy  tiring and strenuous first 3 days at sixth form I celebrated with a party at James. This bore all the signs of a good do- no parents, nibbles, 11 teenagers, 2 days and next door neighbours  who didn’t want us to make noise. This sounds like it’s going to be a disaster doesn’t it? Well, for blogging purposes it would have better had it been, but as it was I rather enjoyed most of it and so can’t think of many particularly scathing comments to write about it. Apart from a two and a half hour metallica concert at 1am, but to be fair I did sleep over most of that, and I should have expected it as James really does like metallica a lot and it was his house…

After this we put on Billy Connely but I don’t think anybody listened to that as it really wasn’t very funny (I’m not a big fan of him actually. He’s about as funny as todays geography lesson about glaciers, and certainly as interesting), so we talked over that and then fianlly got some sleep. I would talk more about this but then it gets perilously close to becoming a diary, rather than just a collection of random thoughts so I won’t, especially as noone really watns to hear what I’m saying…

Two days in sixth form. My, what fun!

Yesterday I went back to school. But not however as any old lowly student. After 5 years working up the ranks I am now officially a, wait for it, Bam Bam Baaaaaah… a sixth former.

This really does sound old. I always assumed by the time I got to sixteen I’d be practically grown up and wouldn’t laugh at really stupid stuff or hum obscure songs all the time subconsiously . (I’ve found myself doing that rather a lot recently, I suppose I must have just forgotten about it over the summer and so I’ve been stopped at least twice today by friends for humming a dodgy version of Waterloo Sunset without realising) But then, maybe people never get old really. I’ll have to have some confirmation on that from someone who actually is an adult and has a few more years life experience than me, because although, when I was 14 , 16 sounded unattainably old then now I still feel little and far too little to be at the top of school known as a ’sixth former’. I swear they were taller 5 years ago…

So far I have only been at school two days so cannot yet report on many of the finer points and I don’t think I have many suitable witticisms to describe it really however one thing did make me laugh was the new school behaviour policy and its applications to sixth form.

All the time this week we have been told multiple times about our new respnsibilities and priviliges as sixth formers and how its up to us to manage our own learning better,  but we are still going to be involved in the new school behavioural policy which involves gianing or losing house points for various misdemeaners/good stuff. This is more rigid than the schemes we had in year 11 and makes me wonder if these new freedoms are all they’re cracked up to be… For some reason that expression always makes me think of making a really bad egg related pun so I think I’ d probably better quit before I do so I therefore, on that slightly unfinished note, wish you good day.

Who, what, where, why, how? 9 questions I have asked myself these last few days…

It has been a few days now since I have had the time to waste to write this and since Thursday I have been camping, gone to my grandparents house, delivered over 1000 leaflets for carpet cleaning, eaten at KFC and tonight I am going to a party, but I shall tell you about that once I have done it.  Although that sounds rather busy, I am stil suffering from writers block in that I am unable to write a long enough passage that is sufficinetly interesting for me to bother putting on here, and so for that reason I fetl I would just make yet another list. This time it is about questions I’ve thought about as I’ve lived my terribly exciting life. Oh joy.

 

1) Why do the biggest houses always have the smallest letterboxes?

2) Why do the leaflet delivery people think people in a rather grotty inner city terraced house will buy carpet/upholstery cleaning? I swear some of the houses I’ve delivered to would sooner eat their grandmother. And yes,I know that similie didn’t really work but I’m tired and can you think of a better one?

3)What do you do when your grandmother hands you an envelope with £500 in £20 notes in it and the words ‘one laptop’ on the front, and tells you not to open it until you get home?

4) Where does my grandmother get the money to give me £500 in £20 notes to buy a laptop?

5) Why when we have 3 perfectly good tents, all set up,  do all 9 of us cram into the one tent?

6) Why in said tent that is only supposed to sleep 4 people, did everyone only manage about 2 hours sleep and so everyone was awake by well before 6am?

7) Why was this campsite completely deserted except for us and a caravan full of people who lived there, in the middle of the summer holidays, when the other campsite on the chase was all booked up?

8) Was it something to do with the people in the caravan who had lots of dogs, yelled at us for shining our torch around at 9pm at night and then kept driving out of the site with multiple slightly dented cars and vans with their headlights on until past 11pm?

9)What is it about the Numa Numa song that makes everyone want to get up and dance? It really is an amazing song to rave to.

 

So, thats it. My pearls of wisdom. Ansd yes, I admit that is a terrible blog. Hopefully I’ll have more ideas by next week. Possibly, 10 things I learnt in my first week of sixth from maybe?