Shiz @ MindSay

My name is Adam.

I currently be 15, living in the Kingdom of the United. Well, UK. :)

I shalt be 16 in a few months, and then I shalt be going to college a few months after that. Hopefully I will be going into the college of my choice, as my interview is far later than it should be.

I've always wanted to blog. I actually have had one, two in fact, although that other was... for other purposes. :) My interest was very minor that I only blogged once a month. I forget what I called it.

But now this is my third attempt. I've tried to do so in the past, but I've never had an ideal medium to do so. Wordpress, blogspot, etc - they're all so complicated! At least with Mindsay I know what I'm doing.

I'm not advertising, lol, I just happened to make it sound like that.

I'll probably have several accounts on different websites with the same entries, since different people prefer different ones. I dunno, I'm not popular enough? :)

Anyways, let's start with today.

I hadn't done my French coursework for yesterday, because I simply forgot about it. So I gave it in today, copying from my exercise book and writing it onto a nice A4 lined sheet of paper with 4 holes in it. I'm only saying it like that, because I had a mini argument with my Form Tutor (who is my French teacher, go figure) about the piece of paper I required to do the coursework. He's done it before in the past, and torn off a tiny piece off of something scrap and said "here". Damn him. ¬_¬

First lesson was PE. It's a fabulous lesson, because I don't do it, quite frankly. Instead, I was guarding the teacher's laptop, whilst I read out names from the register so he could type them in. I had a quick feel of espionage, though, as some governor type people walked past and looked through the rooms. He's meant to be teaching PE of some sort, but all he does is sit there and let everyone play. He's a funny guy though sometimes, so I wasn't bothered. Usually it's this other lad, whose name I shall not mention, lulz. He's a real ass kisser, always sucking up to the popular people and the teachers.

Then History. I gave in my homework, that took me like 3 hours to do because I spent 2 hours procrastinating doing other stuff. :) I found out that my teacher used to be a Evangelical Fundamentalist Christian person thing. She's not anymore now though apparently because of "personal experiences". I wanted to question her further but I don't like speaking with teachers directly. I think it's the eye contact that puts me off.

ICT, yays. I didn't do my homework that was 3 weeks late, but he didn't care really. He just said that, and another piece had to be done by next week. I don't mind. It's all pretty easy anyway. We do a 174 question quiz thing every week and we compare our scores with the rest of the class. I got 75%, whilst a friend got 79% and some other people. It's the time limit that puts me off. You have 20 seconds to answer each one.

Lunchtime. Well, usually I go for maths staybacks because I need to sort my sums out. :) I can't go on wednesdays though because of a weekly meeting a group of my fellow peers have, as they are going to Sri-Lanka in August. Today we did simultaneous equations. They were pretty easy. I have a habit to make silly mistakes though, like 9x4 = 45 ...

Science was wonderful. I love science. :) We rotate between teachers based on what topic we're studying. I've got my favourite teacher for the week, whilst we do Biology. We're doing plant stuffs and mitosis and whatnot. I love Biology. That's why I'm taking it at A-level.

Then we had English, which depresses me, even though I like writing, kinda. We're doing exam practice, but it's annoying when your teacher is constantly talking to the pupils, whilst telling them there is no talking. It only hypes them up, dear, you're just making it difficult for yourself. I felt sorry for her though, cuz she's having back problems. Get well soon Miss Holian!

I came home to find I had recieved a letter from the Business Administration apprenticeship I put my name down for a while back. I don't want to go the interview though. I don't want to do that anymore... I want to go to Middlesbrough College to do A-levels! The interview is going to be like 2 and a half hours long. What the hell? Dad insists I go though... sigh.

But anyways, right now I've ate a muffin and drank a smoothie. Mixed berry something. It usually makes me tired when I have them both together, but they're too nice to pass. And now I'm here, blogging about my ever-so-interesting life. Naah, I'm an interesting person. :) Or so I like to think.

I am almost finished with reading "Wicked" I feel like this was part of my history that someone forgot to tell me. I loved Wizard of Oz as a child and this brings that world of passive beauty into a real light. I feel fortunate that as I see myself become somewhat jaded by the world around me, this classic story line seems to be on the same path as I.

I wanted to setup a blog for discussions and questions for those reading the book. Please joina dn come back often.

Faith

Things are going ok i guess. Lindzi has made out with Kelc but dicovered he doesnt use tongue at all. Whenever Lindz trys to use tongue, he just laughs and pulls away which is a big turn off. Last night i gave my phone number to a really hot guy in Alberton. He had been lookin at me all day so i decided to do something about it. He hasnt called yet and he probably won't. but who cares..............I just need a guy close to Lincoln, MT that is willing for a long distance relationship, cuz i sure aint interested in anyone here. They are a bunch of assholes just lookin for sex and thats not what i want. I want more than that. I want someone who actually loves me. That would make the world oh so brighter. I cut my self a couple days ago on my wrist and on my hand because I was so overwhelmed with friendships. My mom still hasnt called. It's been 2 years.........She left 4 years ago and i havent been able to get over it. If she called or wrote, maybe things would be better.....who knows? Homecoming is this weekend and my fricken parents might chaparone. How gay is that? I wont be able to dance with anyone without hearing about for the rest of the year. My Ramen is done now so i gtg.