Damn, that was a quick 6 weeks. i had fun though, lazer tag at the o2, went to see the dark knight and dont mess with the zohan, and above all that i have 150 quid to spend. i brought 2 games, but i wanted a 169£ Guitar. a BC Rich Avenger SOB- Funky black quitar with red bevels. cant take it to school though, because the case would be more- my parents said they would add the 19£ on but no more. so now im 50£ down from my target:- ill get there. the quitar owns. Anyway, enough about that, im going back tommorow. Year 10, god this is gonna suck, DT Coursework. its really annoying that i have to do Product Design. I Had a Choice between Product Design and Electronics. Year 7's now can choose Graphics Design, and i want to do graphics Design when im older. being pressurised to do something that isnt going to give me any significant skill that i need when im looking for a job is irritating. i cant drop it either, im in a technology college. Anyway i hope Year 10 isnt as hard is people says it is. the GCSE is going to suck too. Oh well, im going to go asleep now. im too tired to watch tv or play games or anything. Nighty Night.
 
 Late into the night, when the moon is high in the sky, the light bouncing off windows and leaves, the wet ground is glistening and the sky is glowing a beautiful glow. but above all this an evil presence was stirring.
 
 I had a good nights sleep- For once. but being woke up at half past 6 ruined it. oh well, better get used to it. i got dressed in my new school uniform, didnt mind it, it all fitted. no nightmare for once. i open my bedroom door and walk downstairs. my mum's up too, not happy- but oh well, she has to get used to it too. She doesnt get grumpy, so im happy. i pour myself some breakfast and get eating. gotta leave soon, i like to get to school early. some of my friends are on the field playing football, or talking. im not with all the chavs or anything, but we keep the peace in our school. which is great. well, im ready to go. i put my shoes on, uncomfortable- looks like im gonna get a couple of blisters in these. i walk out and say goodbye to my mum, grab my ipod out of my pocket and put on some Disturbed. i walk down the road. its desurted like it allways is. the odd athlete running down the road, or cars. i get to the end of it and wait at the bus stop. looks like a just missed a bus. oh well, dont really care. its early. few people here, never really talked to them. they dont go to my school. my bus is packed when it arrives. sometimes it goes past. one time it went past 4 times, and that was really annoying. but, because i go so early, im never late. i suppose thats another reason to why i leave so early. the bus arrives. people are standing up, no more chairs. damn- need to get used to this again too. its worse when i have my guitar on me. people bash into it and dont seem to care if they damage it. assholes. well, it takes me 30 minutes on the bus, so 3 quaters of an hour to get to school. the bus stops right outside my school, all i gotta do is walk up a small road, takes a minute. well, im there. didnt bother getting off beforehand, to the village. there are shops there, so i can buy drinks an' stuff. they dont have coke and chocolate etc at my school anymore.

Ive Arrived. im dragging my eyes along with me:- im pretty tired. when my bag gets filled up with books and stuff, its even worse. i cant be bothered to pack for school, so i just have all my books inside my bag. its really heavy but i can bear it.
I reach the gate and i start to walk in. sometimes i meet people going to school so i can walk with them for a while and chat. maybe someone ive met on the bus. not today though. i walk past the cantine:- they sell breakfast in the mornings, bacon, eggs, buttered toast, stuff like that. the toast more or less tastes like cardboard, dont really buy it. the bacon and egg's nice though. the chefs are allways moody. there are some people in here, no one i know. i walk out and make my way to the field, its all misty on the field, it usually is anyway. my friend doyan's here, and my friend tom. they're playing squash. I join in. i say hi and everything, and we started talking about what we did during the summer. nothing intresting came up, as per usual. we started talking about films and stuff, and other people started joining in, and arriving to school. there were loads of us now, and it was livining up. i greeted all my friends and started talking etc, same old same old. the pips went at about 8ish. we all head towards our form groups. we have some grumpy old prick teaching us, Mr reed. 2 forms have new teachers  for the new year, the rest incuding us have to keep the teachers since year 7. oh well, Mr reed is allways funny.

brb

Holy shit

needs work

Wait i made more

Quote from: TwostCleck;1391618I Had a Choice between Product Design and Electronics. Year 7's now can choose Graphics Design, and i want to do graphics Design when im older.

I'm in year 10 and i got graphics design

Quote from: GamblerClock;1391627I'm in year 10 and i got graphics design

God damn. The Coursework Sucks Man.

This years gonna be hard, but at least in IT we touch on flash for a while.

Quote from: GamblerClock;1391636This years gonna be hard, but at least in IT we touch on flash for a while.

Im going into year 10. we never do flash, but im the best at it in the school which im happy about.

I'm going into year 10 too and I'm sure flash is on the curiculum if you took IT as an option, also jamie oliver is a pikey bastard.

fuck off year 7's

I made more it has Zombies an shit in it