Join Date: Jan 2008
Location: The People's Glorius Republic of the Chrisman Union. Also known as my bedroom.
Well, I go back to school after two whole days of boredom to find a whole lot of things to gripe about, like:
The PE department.
Well, today there was the heats for a inter house (we have these groups, organized by the school, water, air, fire, earth, you know the deal) rounders contest. I, as you know, have messed up my Achilles Tendon (or "strained it" as the doctor says). I went up to the organizer, the head of PE (no wonder I didn't get anywhere), with a bad limp, and a note, and does she care? No! She makes me do rounders, which messed my leg up even further. And, when I'm limping to bat, some nutter's shoe flies off, and by some miraculous energy, hits me in the ankle. Agony. And the PE teacher? doesn't give two hoots. Well, thankfully, it was time to go home by then. But one of the other groups game hasn't finished. So we ALL have to stay. And what was worse, we could see the other houses teams finishing and leaving. In fact, the match went on so long, that we could see the people in detention leaving as well. Oh, and one more gripe, the retarded cashless card means that the one time I bring in the amount of money for a regular meal, I discover that the machine that puts money on the cards (don't ask how) doesn't except 5ps. WTF.
As you can tell, I've had a pretty shit day.
Buy a beartrap. How will it help in retrospect? Use your imagination. I'm sure you can think of something.