Back to school...

Finally, after eleven days of no school, we returned today. Of course, I HAD to forget my keys, meaning I couldn't get into my locker to collect my maths text book or piano books I'd foolishly left there over half term. However, even worse was the fact that when I got home my sister seemed very reluctant to let me in. If I'm careless again in the future with them, I'll most likely end up scaling the garage to let my sister know I'm in, because she enjoys being in he back room, where you can't hear the doorbell. Anywho...

Being sixteen, I recieved my chlamydia letter through the post the other day, and straight into the recycling bin it went. Honestly, it's like the govornment expect everyone my age to have jumped into bed with a load of strangers the day we turned sixteen, the amount they go on about STDs. Contrary to popular belief, not all teenagers are "slags" (a word "borrowed" frim my friend Abby), and it's a waste of time and the planet's precious resources sending all teenagers these letters. I have a lot of friends that would have done the same as me, and for the same reason, but if you consider that the people who are likely to need the letter would throw it in the bin, or even more likely, onto the ground, it would make a lot more sense (in my opinion) to have schools offer it to those who want it. It would save on paper, spare the time of people it doesn't concern and save a lot of the NHS' money. Who knows, it might even bring us out of the recession.

On an unrelated note, something interesting happened at lunch today in school. A couple of my friends (no names mentioned) decided it would be very funny to pin my arms to my sides, carry me out of the classroom we were in and plonk me unceremoniously on the floor of the corridor outside, while a few other people shouted out hilariously funny (!) statements such as "Burn the witch!". I'm sure it looked very funny, but honestly, couldn't they have done any better? I know that if I were the one pulling this prank on someone, I would settle for no less than carting the victim around the school for year sevens to laugh at (I'm in lower sixth form), dragging the victim past the head's office very pointedly and the like? That way, more than ten people can get enjoyment from the victim's pain.

On second thoughts, maybe I shouldn't have written that in case they get ideas :S


Lowri Greene :)