Today was the last day ever ever at Brooke Weston for the year 13s. Ever.
First Lesson - Biology
It's never too late to start a new subject. I would've gone to Media for a little while, but NO ONE was there, not even Ms Mankiewicz. In fact, not only was there no one there, but there was a single year twelve and a different teacher there, so I decided not to stay. Spending time with Joe and Becca is always good fun though. Before the start of the day I caught Josh replacing Hodgkin with Infidel, which was massively hilarious.
Anyway, while in Biology we blew up loads of balloons and stuck them in Mr Willimott's office.
Oh, and before I continue, here's just some of the stuff that happened before the madness ensued.
So, after all of this we thought we'd made a damn nice start to the day. Nothing had gone wrong, we'd pulled nice, safe pranks and no one was hurt. What went wrong? For some stupid reason the idiots of the year decided to fuck everything up and run around in a herd which would've killed everyone had it not been stopped. We were then kicked out. This didn't stop the celebrations though, because this happened:
Second Lesson - Didn't Happen
By this time we were in the field next to the Harper's Brook having a lovely time just chilling. Becca then invented this:
All was well. A few others joined us and it was all very nice. But then the idiots decided to bombard us with water balloons and eggs. This was the last straw. Becca was fuming. She was so angry that her lungs expanded, her nostrils flared and her hair was standing on end. Defiantly, she stood up and marched over to the dickfucks and gave them what for. We gave her a round of applause. Good show, Becca.
We then tried to get into the pub, but they wouldn't let us probably because we're all arseholes (aside from the obvious few). So we then decided to go back to Bekah's for lunch and such.
We ordered some pizza from Pappa John's, which is probably my new favourite pizza place in the world. It tastes like the stuff you buy from Sainsbury's, which was my previous favourite pizza in the world. In any case, restaurant pizza is still shit, despite the fact that it should be awesome. Why not awesome, restaurants? Anyway, the pizza was mega delicious and served as a good lunch.
We then moved to the outside area grass and slabs of stone formed to create an appropriate place to put a table, which there was one of too completely with benches and seats. We just sat around and chilled for a while, having various conversations about various things while Josh showed us his trampolining prowess by showing up everyone on the face of the planet with his various flips and jumps and what not. One of these tricks was to do a 5000,000 degree flip and then bounce from this flip into a second forward flip. It was pretty cool, I'll give him that.
Soon afterwards we went inside and played a few card games. Meanwhile, Josh was throwing footballs at the guys on the trampoline outside while shouting, "Mortars!" and they had to jump out of the way before it hit them. Anyway, back inside we were playing Chinese Patience, which is like Solitaire (and as you know, Solitaire is Latin for 'lonely man who has nothing better to do so he has decided to put his cards in order in the most annoying complicated manner possible) but for multiple people instead with an exciting new competitive element! After that we played a fun pub game where you have to guess what colour the card on top is, and if you fail you have to drink. However, if you get three correct in a row, then you get to pick a new rule. The first new rule was to reveal something controversial when you fail. Obviously this is the internet and if anything is said on the internet then Wikileaks and Twitter will be on it faster than you can say giraffe. Ironically it actually took Joe about 30 seconds to say giraffe, so both sites have a fair chance. So yeah, I won't tell you what was said, but it was a great game from such a simple idea. Obviously it would've been better if we had alcohol, but it was the middle of the afternoon.
All in all it was a good day, but I can't help but feel disappointed that the day was ended so quickly.
Anyway, to summarise my time at Brooke Weston I'd like to say that it's the best damn school ever. It saw me through the best days of my life and it also introduced me to the best people on the planet, whether they be my friends, kids or teachers. It's just damn good. Damn damn good good damn good damn damn. Good.
Because I need to be out in a few moments, I'm going to leave this post here for now. I'll update with pictures and extra stuff later on.
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