The reason for ignoring everyone I see is because in the morning I am a very terrible person, I am extremely grumpy and talking to someone will make it worse.
Then I walk to the school entrance and kick open the door and kick open all the other doors that impede my rapid and uneasy journey to the form room where I hope to hear the great news that some of my least favourite teachers haven't turned up for school due to some freak accident!
More unearthly noises follow as I enter the form room…that room of death, unsanitary conditions and weird smells. There is a warm feeling in the back of my neck as teachers I know and hate walk by killing me in their small minds. It doesn't bother me because I can think of far more interesting ways of killing them than they can of me!!!!!
"Quiet please" declares Mr Taylor, but no one seems to care that he wants us to shut-up. Again he says it, "Quiet please." Still, he gets no reaction and decides to sit there, arms folded, angry look on his face and still, he has no effect on the class. It usually takes him a couple of minutes realise he won't get anything out of us and finally resorts in a little retaliation…either he shouts at us or he gets one of the senior teachers to have a dig. The threat of a senior teacher shuts most people up but the war is not yet won by the teaching community, as it NEVER will be! Ha Ha Ha
During this time all I do is talk to my friends about what was on TV last night, or talk about something stupid someone did yesterday. I am not the sort of person who gives in to demands pretty easily so my friends and I all keep up the noise for as long as possible or until we can't really be bothered to annoy a defenceless teacher any longer!
The bell goes and it's time for my day to officially get worse…I hate lessons and the first one is always boring, just like the second, third, fourth, fifth and sixth. By the end of the first lesson I am about ready to go home or maybe even die if it comes to it. I am always hungry after the first lesson as well. But still, I have to keep going on and on with my life, no matter how hungry I am!
What has hunger got to do with finishing the first lesson? I hear you ask! Well, I never have breakfast and learning makes me very hungry. Probably because my brain works really hard and I use up a lot of excess energy and fat to learn so I need some food to top me back up!
When lunchtime finally comes I can't be bothered to eat so I don't-unless I see something I really like-a pie; sweets; chips soaked in vinegar; even the odd packet of crisps or two-but usually, I eat nothing. Most lunchtimes are the same for me, all I do is go up town with friends, stay in school with friends or go onto the field and annoy smaller, less fortunate children than me, with friends! Tedious or what????
More schooling comes after that one hour of pure fun and then it's off home for an evening of less fun than I have had at school. Cycling home seems like an eternity; round and round my pedal goes, with every turn the struggling flows. Finally I arrive and my day has only just begun.
I go into my kitchen to see if I have any letters...nope, I don't. I go upstairs to my pit and to check if my mum has left me a gift of some kind or even some money…nope. So I decide to sit down at my desk, turn my computer on and go on the Internet to spend all of my hard earned cash on DVD's. I spend hour's looking for things I like and things I may want to buy but when I come to purchase these things it turns out that I have no money and I have to give up.
I always check out my website when I am on the Internet. I created my website to convey everything about me in a way that others can see. It tells of my likes and dislikes, things that interest me and it is also a very good way of interacting with people I know and don't know. I spend hours each day working on it, trying to make it better…I see it as a piece of the future seeing as everyone will be using the internet to communicate soon and I may as well get a head start because "God" I need one!
My favourite section/feature on my website is the section about film news. I have spent the longest time on that section as watching films is my favourite thing. I watch classics; new films; absolutely terrible films; films that everyone has watched but I haven't (Charlie and the Chocolate Factory has to be one of my faves) horror films; films on DVD; films at the Cinema; films that look good; controversial films; and I think you get the idea now that I watch everything film-like.
After all of the fuss and bother of editing and maintaining my site I turn off my computer, swivel around on my chair and watch TV but quickly I turn it off and have a little sleep to rest my tired eyes.
When I wake up from the sleep brought on by the boredom I turn the TV on again and watch whatever's on, even if it is absolute excrement (I'm not allowed to use the word crap-it's not the best way of using English skills). I flick through all the channels saying "nope, nope, nope, nope" until I decide that all TV is rubbish and then I turn it off. "Time for a bath" I say as I hobble along the landing towards the bathroom.
I've given this a lot of thought and I really hate having a bath. Think about it…you get naked, climb into a tub of boiling hot water, you soak in your own dirt that you have collected throughout the day and then get out, all wrinkly and still just as dirty as when you got in. But showers, on the other hand, are economical and more hygienic. You climb into the shower, you can regulate the temperature to suit your needs at different times, you can CLEAN more places and you only use water that you need therefore helping the environment, which I actually hate doing because the environment hasn't done anything for me!
A couple of hours later I emerge form the bathroom and I immediately go back to my land of wonder and fall asleep again. Although sometimes I swap sleep for doing work for school, but that is very, very, very rare!
But before I fall into the sanctuary of sleep I spend a few hours reviewing my day, thinking about what I should have done and not what I did do and then I start to think about the future.
When thinking about the future I take into account things that I have to do to attain goals I set myself and firstly, a goal to aim for. As each day is pretty similar to me, the hours I spend contemplating my existence seem to give off the same conclusion…(no, it's not "stuff that, let's go to sleep") work harder at school and then you'll achieve more. But after I say to myself each night that I am going to work harder the next day at school and do all of my work and not to mess around, I never actually stick to my guns.
My morals state that I do things that I want to do and not what others say, which seems to be a good moral but it doesn't get me anywhere except for in a lot of trouble and often a detention. So when I say to myself that I have to do work, etc, my morals strictly prohibit me from working hard at school because it's what other people want and not what I want. All I want to do is have fun. Education…HA, what a joke. If I need educating I'll get it when I want it and not when "the government" wants me to!!!!
As I drift off sleep I start thinking of all of the things I have done in my life that I could have done differently and which would have given me great personal gain, for example: when I went to America…I could have gone on a killing spree or chatted up some lovely women and had a wonderful time but instead I went on the 5 biggest roller coasters in America 15 times in a row and was sick.
