Year 13 Tuesday

So yes, today was the first unofficial day of year 13, tomorrow obviously is the exclusively official first of September, but we can pretend.
Besides, didn't want you to get another Wednesday.

First Lesson - Free
Ahhhh. I started the day capturing my Zombie Plan footage and then after that joined Josh in the library for a chat while he did his work. Ahhhh.

Second Lesson - DT
What an interesting lesson this was. Ms Ainscowe told us what to do and we went ahead an did it, all the while coming round and giving us targets and what not. I managed to avoid this when Mrs Hilling told me to go and see Mr Bernard, so I did. After a short chat with Caitlin and her friend I went in and it was revealed that he didn't want me to take German and take eBusiness in its place. I told him this was unacceptable, but heck I'll do eBusiness anyway. So yeah, now I'm taking eBusiness as well as my other three subjects. After I told Caitlin the good news I went back to DT where I explained the same story to other people who were interested. I then joined Mr Hawksley's tutor group in top red to organise another Epic Zombie Showdown.

Third Lesson - Free
With the footage uploaded I brought Luke, Josh and Dukey into the Media Suite to start on some hardcore editing. I got a fair bit done, but Luke and Josh kept distracting me with various YouTube videos. The bastards.

Fourth Lesson - Media
With a general structure in place, everyone wanted to take a look at my awesome trailer, and I gave the audience what they wanted. Markus "The Scientist" Wilson also had a look-see, and he approved. Awesome to the sauce. Then the rest of the entire media class left and Dukey and Luke came back in, and thus it was. Once again I was asked by some females to help them with their work, and I obliged, because I'm the nicest person in the world. I'd even help males do their work if they asked. That's how kind I am. Anyway, by the end of the lesson I had a pretty good trailer going, and it's pretty awesome. Now there are only a few scenes left to capture, and when they're captured and edited my trailer will almost be complete. After that it's all about sound.

Fifth Lesson - Free
The third free of the day was upon me, and this was simply one of those regular frees with the Krewe. Oh how I've missed these frees. I'm sure something interesting happened, but you were all there to witness the awesome things that happened anyway.

So, that was my Tuesday, and what a Tuesday. I think that's my new favourite day of the week. Although that's only my first day of year 13, so there's a lot more to choose from yet.

Epic Zombie Showdown

But it wasn't all about zombies this weekend, I also had an epic time with the cast and Krewe. (See what I did there?)
So Saturday began with me hauling my oodles of equipment from the boot of the 5 series into Luke's house to find the McIntyres working on polishing up Luke's automobile and then suddenly ein Wilder Joe erschienn *Pokémon kaempf Musik*. Actually, I was quite surprised by this, since my drop in on Luke was supposed to be a surprise, and I was expecting a phone call from Joe saying, "do you want me to give you a lift?" but he was mysteriously already there. I then worked out that they had been to the comedy club the night before, and then they invited me to the next comedy club night, at which time Rufus Hound will be performing and I said "Absolutely."

Anyway, I digest.
We worked our way into town with the oodles of equipment, and then a security guard said "you're not planning on filming here are you?"
"No, don't worry, just passing through."
...
*Turn to Joe*
"We are planning on filming here."
Then we saw Becca, Maisie and Josh and they joined us on our epic quest. We went up a lift and set up the camera, out of the security guard's sight. Then, two more people came and told us off, explaining where we go to get permission to film, and I said,
"Oh okay, sorry, thank you for the heads-up."
And then we left town.
We then arrived at West Glebe Park, so aptly named "Wessie" and hung around and played Frisbee and ate doughnuts until we decided to get some filming done, and then we got some filming done.
This next part of the story you can pretty much look at on Facebook, because all the pictures are there that explain everything in perfect detail, along with my amusing captions.
But to put it into a nutshell, we arrived in the woods, Luke and Josh ran off with the tripods to go and play snipers, then we found them, told them off, and then we filmed the first running through the woods scene, which was pretty awesome, and then Dukey arrived, or he arrived before we started filming. I don't know. Then we started getting ready for the next scene, which was hilarious, as you can tell from the Facebook photos, and Becca's scream was pretty damn blood-curdling.
We then walked back to Luke's house when the rains started coming, but along the way it stopped. What did we do at Luke's house? I can't remember. I think Two and a Half Men came on, and as funny as that program is, I think it kind of spoiled the mood a bit, especially when it reached the third episode. So it was then decided that we'd walk Becca to her house, so we could see her new puppy. Aww. Puppy. Hehe.
After she stole Joe we went to get some chips and we nommed them. We nommed them good. So good. And then Joe took Bekah home, and then we took Aimee home, along some stupid path that Luke corrected later when we departed from her, Maisie and Josh.
We arrived back at Luke's house when the lighting was better to do some more running scenes, which look pretty awesome.
Luke then offered to drive me home once his insurance was done, so I spent the night there and the next morning I had a thought, I need to do a bit more filming, so we got that done and then he drove me home. Luke isn't a half bad driver, I'll have you know, and he got me home in 15 minutes, which is perfectly reasonable.

So anyway, that was my weekend. It was awesome. And it's not over! Josh H has invited me to somewhere, but we don't know where yet.
But it'll be awesome.

Zombie Plan Wednesday

You're right, I was supposed to write about Tuesday this week, but I suppose yesterday was so uneventful that I kind of just forgot about it and decided to move on.
Anyway, today was so much more awesome, so stay tuned.

First Lesson - Epic Zombie Showdown
This should technically be a free, but it was part of the scheduled Epic Zombie Showdown instead. Becca made her acting début, and did pretty well I must say. This marked the official start of this ground-breaking and positively awesome project. Seriously, it's super awesome. What scenes did we do? Well, one little equilibrium scene, and then the weapon collection scene. You'll see them soon. They're super awesome.

Second Lesson - German
We were moved to the library because of the stupid year twelves, and that about sums up the lesson. Nothing particularly interesting happened, Tom just talked about Star Wars comics. Don't get me wrong, as boring as it sounds, some of those characters look pretty cool, and since I myself am quite a Star Wars fan (not on super nerd level, of course, but I appreciate the movies and the various plots that happen between the films), I didn't mind too much; it wasted time.

Third Lesson - Free
Josh was also free in this lesson, so I joined him after uploading my acquired footage onto the Mac (which took a lot more time than it should've done). So I and him discussed various things, and really bonded as two friends that rarely see each other without the rest of the Krewe. So yeah, that was that lesson.

Fourth Lesson - Free
Yeah, it should be with the kids, but Mr Barrett advised against it so I spent the lesson with Becca watching the lads play football. As always Becca was tremendous fun to hang around with, and certainly showed her childish side, as well as having bloody hiccups.

Fifth Lesson - Free
Yeah, it should be with the kids, but Mrs Ainscow told me that it would be as boring as it was last week, so I decided against it and spent the lesson with Becca and Maisie, where we had fun, but also had a little R&R, and then Joe and Dukey joined us and they played games.

Post 1605 - Epic Zombie Showdown
This is what today was all about. The Epic Zombie Showdown. When all of the kids that had bothered to show up showed up we set to work zombifying everyone. Dukey looked so damn awesome, and definitely fulfilled his role as Alpha Zombie. I'll upload pictures shortly. All in all it was a complete success, and I look forward to being able to edit this and produce a piece of work that everyone can enjoy! A photo-log on Facebook will keep you all updated.

So, with the zombie plan about half way finished (in terms of filming), we turn our eyes to the future where who knows what I might become? Seriously, I could be the next Steven Playmountain.
Until next time.

Man, I Just Can't Keep Away

Yes, blog writing fever has struck again, but all you Biologists have got a whole week to catch up on. And to think, I was dreading this week. But it was far from awful.
I was expecting it to be a week of being cradled in Luke's arms, but then the Krewe's rivals, the Smack, came unto me, got on their knees and prayed for better days to come.
I said, "Rise, children, for I am not worthy of your prayers. Well, I am, but I don't want all the hassle."
Yes, the Smack welcomed me with open arms and I was not at all disheartened by their presence. Josh and the gang were great to hang around with, and we also got started on my epic media project. Awesome to the sauce.

"What else has this week meant?"
Well, for some strange reason it felt like half the time I wasn't in lessons, probably because now that I've given up French I have four less of those lessons a week, which makes my total free lessons amount to 13 (including IEC). That equates to just over half a week's worth of not going to lessons. Hmm, I see. In fact, thinking of it like that, I now technically have the same amount of free time as the idiots at Tresham, but with the difference that they spend half a week at home.

"But what did you do with all that free time?"
Why I spent it the way any soldier would. Work. Messing around. Helping the kids. You know how it goes.

"Helping the kids? But you get the opportunity to do that like twice a week. Surely there was - "
Let me stop you there.
This week the kids were doing their election campaigns, and from Wednesday onwards they were really in gear with their displays, and free gifts. So I cussed, and I dissed, and I tore their campaigns to shreds and told them how to be the best that I can make them. Which is a hell of a lot better than one might think. E,S,T and N will tremble at the might of the B-Bears, the Reformatives and K For Change. W's work I strangely haven't seen, so they can suck it to me. Yes, you will see me next week parading my three acquired badges from these awesome teams, and perhaps I'll pick up W's as well, all for the purpose of making my kids the best damn people to walk this Earth. And it's a damn good thing they have my help as well, since they all suck. Some of them get the idea, others are just sticking colourful bears on the wall. Although the other half are shit. One team didn't complete their Union Flag, missing out an entire line, and another team spelt 'health' wrong. Hahahahaha. You suck because I'm not teaching you. Regrettably, I said to Paul today, "The kids have just asked for my help, so I might meet you down there," and after helping one lot, ended up helping them all. For the entire lesson... and the lesson after that. But hey, it's not my fault, they love me too much.

So yeah, it's been a pretty good week. Next week will be pretty good too. Then we hit year 13, and it'll probably come tumbling down. Hopefully it won't though, and I'll stay on top of things.
"Bow chika -" Just don't say it.
Until next time!

Damn My Blog is Awesome

It is isn't it?
Nothing outweighs my witty puns, sharp wittiness, other descriptions using wit, and not to mention my heart breaking moments of pain and suffering.
It's also totally hilarious.
"Hold on," you say, "Are you advertising your blog... on your blog?"
Yes, reader, yes I am.

"Hutch/Peter, you need to write another blog post. I was so bored last night!"
I hear that more often than I care to boast about, which is quite a lot, because I'm boasting about it right now.
"I've only just wrote one!" I then say.
It seems that you, my fellow readers, the chosen few, are just about the luckiest people on the planet. No one but you get to marvel at the awesomeness of this fantastic blog. So don't think that this isn't a privilege.
The fact of the matter is, I could write a blog post every single day if I wanted to, but, alas, sometimes even my mind draws a blank, with nothing to note, jot, or otherwise some other variation of the verb "write", but let's face the facts here people, as cocky as I sound, the stuff I produce should be the New Testament 2.0, and soon it will be so.

Yes, this blog has sparked a new era in religion. One that I shall lead unto glorious victory over your pathetic little planet. All non-believers shall be left alone, and if I'm honest, I was lying, I'm not making a new religion. Wouldn't be a bad idea though, I need a new writing project.
And Adam said unto Eve, "Tits or GTFO." And Eve doth punch Adam square in the nose, and Adam cried.
And God did bestow his holy spirit unto the Earth, press his crotch on Adam's face and did say "Pwned, n00b," and he felt that it was good.

So, today, Wednesday, what a day. A day that I felt was worth mentioning, because I was once more able to see my kids. What great kids. The year eights were designing badges and rosettes for their election campaign, and soon I will have badges from all four of my parties, and they will totally smote E,S,T and N's arses. For they are nothing. Those kids are out of control; barely able to stand on their own two feet. As always, the textiles room was my getaway. The nice classroom where all the windows open, and there are no machines so you don't get too hot.
The year sevens were less exciting. I decided to join Eve's tutor group in the textiles room where they drew stuff, purely because I fancied a nice, relaxed end to the day in a nice, cool classroom. That went down quite well.

Well, that's the end of another epic entry from the one and second Messiah. Now, run for the hills, children, pray for forgiveness as the rapture comes. Satan's forces will rise from hell and do battle with me for seven years, at which point I'll probably kill the antichrist, and then my job will be complete. If I don't get laid for that, then there is literally no hope for you as a species. I wish you luck in your endeavours, but I'd rather hang out with the dudes on Mars, they're great.
Until another time, worshippers.

Boots in the Mud Monday

Yup, we started school again today. That was depressing. Although it didn't actually shape up to be that bad a day.
So, let's get stuck in. Boots in the mud and all that (title reference for the win).

First Lesson - Media
The day started as a Monday always does start. I met up with the Krewe at the lockers and we proceeded to Biology. The addition of Josh Quach and Maisie to the team, I must say, is damn awesome. And yes, Becca, your new dress is indeed nice.
So, unto the breach. It turns out that Miss T wasn't in today, and thus we were tasked with doing what we always do in Media. Miss Nicholson simply stated "Miss T has sent you a lovely letter and she's damaged her leg. Off you go." Okay, that's not what always happens, but a variation of that not involving Miss T snapping the tendons in her legs because she apparently can bend them backwards. The principal is the same. I then picked up my Luke again after he had decided that going to Chemistry was certainly not a necessity, and thus we spent the lesson together. I was supposed to be doing some work, and I did a mild amount, but then script writing ensued, and I simply couldn't resist.

Second Lesson - Structured Study
I must say, it was a relatively similar structure to Media. We ended up doing scripts and various other pointless activities... I did a small amount of work. They also then decided to put ALL of my folders on my pen drive into a billion other sub folders that were inappropriately named. The bastards.

Third Lesson - French
Not for long, I hope. As soon as I get my results in, I'm out of there. Out of there faster than a cheetah on speed (feels good to relive past phrases). We did annoying work, and I decided to do nothing and sit there apparently reading my work. What did I pick up from that? Nothing. Nothing at all. It was a total waste of my time. At least lunch wasn't so bad.

Fourth Lesson - DT
Ah yes, a Jedi's weapon, DT. You're right, that is the second time I've said "Ah yes, a Jedi's weapon." This is because nowadays I can't leave a quote unfinished, and naturally any male who isn't Dukey who says "Ah yes" automatically sounds like Emperor Palpatine, whether through what they actually sound like or by fault. Either way, the words "a Jedi's weapon" always play in my head after it is said.
Anyway. The lesson wasn't all that bad. I had a nice chat with Nigel and the other DT teachers as they told me about past events, like Mr Barrett's huge ass Omega medallion and their failed wind turbine work. Haha, as it is said in the business. They do seem to have a lot of fun though, as I do, in the DT department. It truly is a great place to be. Josh has decided to stay, despite the fact that he's dropping DT. So fuck you, DT haters. This is the best place to be on the planet. Well, maybe not on the planet... but at least in the school. It's super awesome, super massive, and everyone totally loves it. But enough about my penis, the DT department is great, and that's what we're actually talking about.

Fifth Lesson - German
Oh what fun this lesson was. We made posters about GM crops. Joe and Duke drew a lovely picture of a pumped up Sunflower, and I and Josh did various other things, like calling GM crops heresy, and drawing a super virus, and also taking me seriously when I said "Every night a piano will be dropped on your head if you make GM crops." What a laugh we have.

So, that was my Monday, that wasn't that bad at all. I'm just super exhausted.
I mean, look at the length of this post, you'd be exhausted after writing all that too. The day was also pretty tiring.
Hmm, hunger has struck. Must find small amount of food and turn it into a meal to feed five hundred. Messiah powers, activate! *Flies off into the sunset. What a hero*

Update

I felt I needed an update, so here goes.

NOTHING HAS HAPPENED.
Much.
I've had quite a busy week to be honest with you.
Sunday I was with Luke and Joe for some catching up and chilling out, then on Monday I did some chilling out of my own, Tuesday us lot played some football, basketball and any other game we could think of and then Wednesday was picnic day with various folks.
All of which has been tremendous fun.
What now?

While this holiday has been full of being out of the country and spending lots of time with people, I am missing the people that I don't hang around with as much. And Camp Brooke Weston. I am missing Camp Brooke Weston, right in the heart of Berlin.
I also of course miss Becca, who has been away this week, and of course I was away last week, and she's going away with the rest of everybody next week, so you know. I miss her.
She also thinks I'm a generous person.
Guess I was right, I am the nicest person in the world. And don't you forget it, puny mortals.
I'm also missing my kids, but not that much. I use them to escape from life, and this isn't the kind of life I want to escape from, to be honest. It could be better, but it could be much, much worse. For example, Joe might move to Corby. That would be much, much worse. I could live in Iraq. That's be pretty bad, too. Now imagine that Joe moved to Corby, Becca didn't return to Kettering, and I lived in Iraq with the same people that I'm forced to live with right now, and you have hell right there.
The ideal situation would be that my real family find me, and take me away from these arseholes and/or the family I've chosen to call my family (my close friends) all decide that, yes, it would be a good idea to build a huge house in the countryside to live in forever. That'd solve a lot of problems.
But hey, we all dream.

What I need to do now is find myself a girlfriend before I turn 18, so that I can maybe have the sensation of being with someone on my birthday, and then maybe I'd have a reason to actually be alive on Valentine's day as well.
But hey, we all dream.

So when I said nothing has happened, I lied a bit.
Nothing has changed, though. Change would be nice. A nice bit of change. (No, Joe, not that kind of change).
But school next week will be completely detrimental to the progression of change.
Damn it. I also have a week with no one but Luke to look forward to.
Don't get me wrong, I love Luke and all that, but I only see him in frees, so the rest of it will suck.
Suck donkey balls.
Big, fat, sweaty, swollen donkey bo-hollocks.
Elaborate curse for you there.

Well, that was a neat little update for you.
See you all soon.

The Alps

Was it worth 8 days of my life? Probably not.
Well, let's see what we can scoop from this tray.

Friday - Hot Girl at Reception
At about 1500 we made our way to our overnight stop at Dover. I felt this day was worth mentioning for one reason and one reason only.
Hot girl: And how old are you?
Me: Seventeen.
Hot girl: Okay, how old are you really?
Me: ... seventeen.
Hot girl: You look a lot older than that. In fact, you look as old as my boyfriend, and he's 25.
Me: Oh, well thank you very much.
Obviously I wasn't the smoothest cat in the litter, but I was extremely taken aback by this ... compliment? I don't know whether that's a compliment or not. Still, won't get eye-deed. Yes, I said eye-deed. I couldn't think of another way to say it.
Anyway, after dinner my Dad went to get some Diesel, and I saw this hot girl again, and we had a little chat. At this point I revealed that I was in fact 25 years old, and for some reason had lied earlier, and then we went into the closet and she told me about how awful her boyfriend is, and I said "I understand" and then we totally did it. Like, there wasn't a clean utensil left in the room kind of did it.

Saturday - Okay, Yeah, I Made Some of Day 1 Up
Travelling. Sleeping while travelling. Lots and lots of travelling.

Sunday until Friday - Walking
Yep. Walking. The only day worth talking about is Wednesday, when we walked for eight miles, and a vertical distance of 1km, which is a lot. At the end of the trek, we had an omelette, and then went back down again.
And you know what I discovered while I was there?
The only attractive women in France are the British girls. Go figure. Seriously. I'm talking literally here. There may have been perhaps one attractive French girl, but that certainly doesn't outweigh the number of hot British girls there.
I only mention it because of a girl I may have once or twice referred to as Frenchy, I redact that statement completely, because you're far too gorgeous to be French. Go with Irish. Irish is good. If, of course, you don't want me to say you don't look British.

So, that's probably all there is worth talking about that waste of eight days.
At least that was my last family holiday ever.
Thank god for that.
Anyway, back to the norm soon enough.
Learning and hopefully teaching.
That'll be nice.
Until then, lots of time with the friendly friends, and of course my real family.
Buhbye.