Yeah, I haven't updated thins in ages. First I must post this incredible video that Live2getherDieAlone made on YouTube...
<3
Other happenings in my life that nobody cares about: results day.
My huge surprise was the English Lit result. Umm, A*? In the mock I got the very bottom result of a B, and if I didn't get the 3 extra grammar marks I'd have got a C. I was vaguely hoping for an A, so yuh, that one made me jump, but I'm still ecstatic about it!
Double Science: A*
Double Science: A*
English Lit: A*
Geography: A*
Enlish Language: A
Maths: A
PE: A
RE: A
German: A (Yessss.)
Citizenship: B
Economics: B
Art: B
I stopped caring about the last 3 an age ago...
Monday, 10 September 2007
Monday, 4 June 2007
Friday, 11 May 2007
On Leaving, Learning and Looking Back.
Leaving
I have exactly one week until I leave school, officially. One week of compulsory schooling left. It's a slightly scary thought when I think about it. I'm nearly old enough to leave school. I'm only 15, I still feel young.
Then again, I'm halfway to thirty, which is only a third of ninety, by which time you're doing pretty well. I'm hoping to live to be one hundred, I wanna get a letter from the Queen. Actually, I'll be 100 in 85 years time, it would require something really quite special for the Queen to still be alive after all those years, it'll probably be someone who hasn't even been born yet that'll be on the throne by that time. Strange thought, the world after 100 years. You almost want to wonder if you'll have affected it in any way.
Maybe, helping just one person constitutes helping the world, I mean, everyone's a little bit of the world. So sponsor a child today!
Why am I going after medicine, I could so work in advertising!
Then again, by becoming a doctor I'd help a helluva lot more people than by convincing some to sponsor a child. Actually, it's Friday night, I'm not really in the mood for working it all out.
By this time next week I will be free. Oh, except for the slight problem in that my exams are loooming. I am so screwed, I don't know a thing. I did alright in my mocks without revising much, but I'm determined to do better in the real thing. I need to improve my art final pieces and get them up to A grade standard, cintinue improving my portraits sketchbook especially and stick my mask together. And paint my clay piece. Hmm, slightly problematic there...
I also need to try and improve my German. I got an A in the listening paper we did, I know my coursework was a high A, and I don't know about my speaking (and don't want to know either). I just need to learn key words like "empfehlen", which always seems to appear...What the hell does "empfehlen" mean?
Learning
Learning has pretty much ceased now, and it's just going over the same old stuff again and again, though most people call it 'revision'. We've been doing practice papers, practice questions, except in maths where we're manically trying to finish the entire additional maths course in the next few lessons, and if we don't we have to teach the rest of it to ourselves. Our current chapter title is: Calculus III - applications to kinematics, it's really really fun I can tell you.
Mum always said she liked Calculus. My mother's mind works in a very different way to mine. I always think of Mean Girls when I think of Calculus.
Damian: [reading Cady's class schedule] Health, Spanish... you're taking 12th Grade Calculus?
Cady: Yeah, I like math.
Damian: Eww. Why?
Cady: Because it's the same in every country.
Damian: That's beautiful.
[to Janis]
Damian: This girl is deep.
Har har.
Doing additional maths at the same time as normal maths GCSE with a really crap teacher is never exactly encouraged... Which is why I predict that less than half our class will get a C in it. We got some practice papers, and I could answer a grand total of, I think, 4 questions. I can answer the ones about differentiation and integration, and can do the stuff we;ve been doing recently but there's no way I'm gonna remember the formula's... AAAA
Looking Back
I found my Ragdoll, Polly. In the loft, I'm not sure exactly what sorf of cinfine it was as Gem and Mum were the ones that actually found her. Polly was my favourite toy as a three year old. Mum and Dad like to tell me about when I was three and we were going on holiday and I refused to put Polly through the x-ray device. Eventually, Mum convinced me to put her through, the officials probably thought I'd been brainwashed by some drug smuggler to not let go of the ragdoll under any circumstances.
Then, in a video, Polly is strapped into the back seat of our hire car. I think I was going through a clingy phase...
I have exactly one week until I leave school, officially. One week of compulsory schooling left. It's a slightly scary thought when I think about it. I'm nearly old enough to leave school. I'm only 15, I still feel young.
Then again, I'm halfway to thirty, which is only a third of ninety, by which time you're doing pretty well. I'm hoping to live to be one hundred, I wanna get a letter from the Queen. Actually, I'll be 100 in 85 years time, it would require something really quite special for the Queen to still be alive after all those years, it'll probably be someone who hasn't even been born yet that'll be on the throne by that time. Strange thought, the world after 100 years. You almost want to wonder if you'll have affected it in any way.
Maybe, helping just one person constitutes helping the world, I mean, everyone's a little bit of the world. So sponsor a child today!
Why am I going after medicine, I could so work in advertising!
Then again, by becoming a doctor I'd help a helluva lot more people than by convincing some to sponsor a child. Actually, it's Friday night, I'm not really in the mood for working it all out.
By this time next week I will be free. Oh, except for the slight problem in that my exams are loooming. I am so screwed, I don't know a thing. I did alright in my mocks without revising much, but I'm determined to do better in the real thing. I need to improve my art final pieces and get them up to A grade standard, cintinue improving my portraits sketchbook especially and stick my mask together. And paint my clay piece. Hmm, slightly problematic there...
I also need to try and improve my German. I got an A in the listening paper we did, I know my coursework was a high A, and I don't know about my speaking (and don't want to know either). I just need to learn key words like "empfehlen", which always seems to appear...What the hell does "empfehlen" mean?
Learning
Learning has pretty much ceased now, and it's just going over the same old stuff again and again, though most people call it 'revision'. We've been doing practice papers, practice questions, except in maths where we're manically trying to finish the entire additional maths course in the next few lessons, and if we don't we have to teach the rest of it to ourselves. Our current chapter title is: Calculus III - applications to kinematics, it's really really fun I can tell you.
Mum always said she liked Calculus. My mother's mind works in a very different way to mine. I always think of Mean Girls when I think of Calculus.
Damian: [reading Cady's class schedule] Health, Spanish... you're taking 12th Grade Calculus?
Cady: Yeah, I like math.
Damian: Eww. Why?
Cady: Because it's the same in every country.
Damian: That's beautiful.
[to Janis]
Damian: This girl is deep.
Har har.
Doing additional maths at the same time as normal maths GCSE with a really crap teacher is never exactly encouraged... Which is why I predict that less than half our class will get a C in it. We got some practice papers, and I could answer a grand total of, I think, 4 questions. I can answer the ones about differentiation and integration, and can do the stuff we;ve been doing recently but there's no way I'm gonna remember the formula's... AAAA
Looking Back
I found my Ragdoll, Polly. In the loft, I'm not sure exactly what sorf of cinfine it was as Gem and Mum were the ones that actually found her. Polly was my favourite toy as a three year old. Mum and Dad like to tell me about when I was three and we were going on holiday and I refused to put Polly through the x-ray device. Eventually, Mum convinced me to put her through, the officials probably thought I'd been brainwashed by some drug smuggler to not let go of the ragdoll under any circumstances.
Then, in a video, Polly is strapped into the back seat of our hire car. I think I was going through a clingy phase...
Monday, 7 May 2007
On Small Talk, Saab, and Silence
Small Talk
Me and Gem went into Town on Saturday. I bought a new geometry set for 65p in Wilkinsons because I lost my old protractor. For some reason, you don't seem to be able to buy individual protractors... When we got home Gemma subsequently told me she had my old protractor all along and gave it back too me. Nice one. On Saturday, I also bought some black shoes, they're nice and have sequins and silver bits. I was gonna wear the to school bt heave decided they're too nice.
On Sunday me and Gemma went into Town again. We tried to go up to Argos to buy me a Webcam, we reserved it and everything. We were also picking up Mum's new airbed. 'Cos the old ones were going all lumpy. Yes, airbeds can go lumpy.
Anyhoo, the escalator seemed to be shut, they weren't moving and had chairs of them, so we figured we'd go up in the lift. We did so, and they're glass lifts so as we arrived we realised that Argos was most definately shut. We kinda hopped out, then hopped back in again. Then, much to our horror the lift started to go UP towards the car parks!
A woman came in, and in all fairness she started it, coming in and asking us if we were going. I replied that we hoped so having only meant to go to Argos then got summoned up. The woman looked at me like I was mad, making small talk in a lift.
Saab
You know the song from the Saab advert? "I am the fire burning desperately, but you're controlling me. Release me." I decided I liked it and downloaded it from the Saab website and put it on my phone. Oh I'm so cool.
http://www.saab.co.uk/main/GB/en/index.html
Yay, I likey the song...
Silence
I'm not sure wht I used up one of my titles as "silence"... I'm finishing off this draft a fair bit later, so can't actually remember my original reasoning. I a few weeks I'll be suffering the silence of the exam hall. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!
Me and Gem went into Town on Saturday. I bought a new geometry set for 65p in Wilkinsons because I lost my old protractor. For some reason, you don't seem to be able to buy individual protractors... When we got home Gemma subsequently told me she had my old protractor all along and gave it back too me. Nice one. On Saturday, I also bought some black shoes, they're nice and have sequins and silver bits. I was gonna wear the to school bt heave decided they're too nice.
On Sunday me and Gemma went into Town again. We tried to go up to Argos to buy me a Webcam, we reserved it and everything. We were also picking up Mum's new airbed. 'Cos the old ones were going all lumpy. Yes, airbeds can go lumpy.
Anyhoo, the escalator seemed to be shut, they weren't moving and had chairs of them, so we figured we'd go up in the lift. We did so, and they're glass lifts so as we arrived we realised that Argos was most definately shut. We kinda hopped out, then hopped back in again. Then, much to our horror the lift started to go UP towards the car parks!
A woman came in, and in all fairness she started it, coming in and asking us if we were going. I replied that we hoped so having only meant to go to Argos then got summoned up. The woman looked at me like I was mad, making small talk in a lift.
Saab
You know the song from the Saab advert? "I am the fire burning desperately, but you're controlling me. Release me." I decided I liked it and downloaded it from the Saab website and put it on my phone. Oh I'm so cool.
http://www.saab.co.uk/main/GB/en/index.html
Yay, I likey the song...
Silence
I'm not sure wht I used up one of my titles as "silence"... I'm finishing off this draft a fair bit later, so can't actually remember my original reasoning. I a few weeks I'll be suffering the silence of the exam hall. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!
Wednesday, 2 May 2007
On Orals, Orations and OHEMGEE
Orals
I never posted about my Oral. It went Ok, well, 'twas the single scariest thing in my life, but I got through. Miss M said afterwards "you did really well" but I think slightly patronising so I think I did crap. But there's nothing I can do, so I'm not gonna worry...
Zoe and Lindsay both got the same roleplays as me. Me and Lindsay thought the C was hard, while Zoe insisted it was easy. We all agreed that the B was easy.
So, meh.
Orations
Yesterday was the concert. It wasn't so fun as usual, we're growing up and I don't like it.
Got to miss lessons for rehearsals though! Choir went through break, and it was amazing. We were doing our rendition of 'Stick To The Status Quo' from High School musical, and there were people coming up from the canteen to listen, because it was so amazing! We got huge cheers at the end of it, and it was in general just so cool. I think I like getting applauded for things like that, I just can't deal with the solo performances!
Everyone was talking later about how good Choir were. I love it :D
OHEMGEE
I don't even know what Ohemgee means. When I used to use neopets I had an avatar with it on...
So, yuh. I was making a character for a roleplay, so thought I'd do a quiz and see what sort of wand I am. And I did a test, and I think my results are really quite impressive :)
Buut, the linkie thing that it comes with is being a pain, so I'll just say that I beat out 99% of the other girls my age on wisdom, bravery, emotional and martyrdom. How cool am I. If anyone's interested, it was also 9", made of oak and had a unicorn tail hair in. Nope, didn't think anyone was...
Ooh, Lost tonight! Am happy. Can't use internet tomorrow until have watched it, and will be good girl and NOT read insiderscoop, as the one time I did I felt so bad and guilty... And the episode was completely ruined!
I never posted about my Oral. It went Ok, well, 'twas the single scariest thing in my life, but I got through. Miss M said afterwards "you did really well" but I think slightly patronising so I think I did crap. But there's nothing I can do, so I'm not gonna worry...
Zoe and Lindsay both got the same roleplays as me. Me and Lindsay thought the C was hard, while Zoe insisted it was easy. We all agreed that the B was easy.
So, meh.
Orations
Yesterday was the concert. It wasn't so fun as usual, we're growing up and I don't like it.
Got to miss lessons for rehearsals though! Choir went through break, and it was amazing. We were doing our rendition of 'Stick To The Status Quo' from High School musical, and there were people coming up from the canteen to listen, because it was so amazing! We got huge cheers at the end of it, and it was in general just so cool. I think I like getting applauded for things like that, I just can't deal with the solo performances!
Everyone was talking later about how good Choir were. I love it :D
OHEMGEE
I don't even know what Ohemgee means. When I used to use neopets I had an avatar with it on...
So, yuh. I was making a character for a roleplay, so thought I'd do a quiz and see what sort of wand I am. And I did a test, and I think my results are really quite impressive :)
Buut, the linkie thing that it comes with is being a pain, so I'll just say that I beat out 99% of the other girls my age on wisdom, bravery, emotional and martyrdom. How cool am I. If anyone's interested, it was also 9", made of oak and had a unicorn tail hair in. Nope, didn't think anyone was...
Ooh, Lost tonight! Am happy. Can't use internet tomorrow until have watched it, and will be good girl and NOT read insiderscoop, as the one time I did I felt so bad and guilty... And the episode was completely ruined!
Wednesday, 25 April 2007
On songs, sight and studying
Songs
In Concert Band we're doing the theme to Mission Impossible. Today is Wednesday, the concert is on Tuesday. We had a rehearsal at lunch today, there's one on Sunday and we get half an hour missing lessons on Tuesday. As of yet, we haven't managed to succesfully play it all the way through.
I'm also in Choir, we're doing 'Immortality' and 'Stick to the Status Quo'. Neither of them are as perfect as Mrs Bailey would like them to be.
As of today, I joined Wind Ensemble, mostly to get out of an extra half hour of lessons on Tuesday.
As of yet, I haven't seen the music.
Sight
Charli got her glasses. I liked them, but they're too small for her face, she needs wider ones. They made her face look kinda round... Still, it's funny. We were discussing it in economics.
Ah, economics, oh crappy lesson of crappy lessons. Taught by Mr H, it's debateable whether he actually went on a teaching course before he began teaching us. We're the first unfortunate lot to get him for the full two year course, the year above us got one year with the old teacher, it was dropped from the GCSE syllabus for the year below us.
Anyway, I have rock solid proof that he is a total idiot. We were signing our coursework things, saying that they were all our own work and things like that. I signed mine, two A*'s of course. I sat down, and me Charli and Emma debated the reliability of his marking. After our mini discussion, we turned to him.
Me: Sir...
Mr H: Yis?
Me: Does our coursework get moderated?
Mr H: All of it gets marked, yis.
Me: I mean by the exam board
Mr H: Oh! Yis, about ten or so. We'll find out how good my marking is. *laughs*
Me: *fake smiles and laughs*
Mr H: Of course, I give a couple more marks to those who do their work and don't cause me any trouble...
Idiot.
Studying
My German Oral is becoming ever closer, it's on Monday at 10am. I'm doing higher, and while I'm pretty good at talking in my tenses and my structure isn't too bad and stuff, I'm still kind of dreading it. This is 25% on my German GCSE. 15 minutes for 25%, more than a percent a minute. Quit worrying really. I'm going to be so glad when it's all over and I never have to worry about it again.
Thing is, last time I quite enjoyed it, in a strange way. Of course, there wasn't a microphone and recorder or anything. Maybe I got a weird form of adrenaline from it. I'm such a loser...
Of course, another important thing about studying is the necessity to take frequent breaks. I use many a website for excessive revising relief.
http://www.youtube.com ~ Obvious, I will be compiling a list of things to search for. The Lost bloopers are hilarious though.
http://www.unfortunateevents.com/forum/ ~ Once you're integrated into it, this is a really great community to be a part of.
http://uk.myspace.com/ ~ Myspace, I like myspace. Only people that I actually know in person are accepted as friends however...
http://www.pointlesssites.com/ ~ Har har, some of this is very very funny.
http://www.imdb.com ~ For movie fixes. I'd reccomend making an account to post on the message boards which are very fast moving.
http://darkufo.blogspot.com/ ~ This is the main reason I created this Blogger account, so that I could post in the comments in the spoilers section. It's all about Lost.
http://www.zanorg.com/prodperso/jeuxchiants/index_eng.htm ~ A good games website. I especially like "Double Jeu", I'm the reigning champion at it.
http://www.foon.co.uk/ ~ I don't use it much but people in my economics class use it as it isn't blocked by the school servers...
http://www.google.com/addurl/ ~ This isn't so much a fun page as a useful page. It's where you add your URL to the google server so it comes up if someone performs a search. Try google searching "xylophonefairy", they're all me!
http://www.milkandcookies.com/ ~ I usually actually use this for finding solutions to things, usually found on pointless sites.
http://www.eyemaze.com/ ~ I love all the little games, I'm quite good at them 'cause I've done them so many times. Can't do chronon without walkthrough still though!
Am going to go back to the topic of this section now, and revise my German Orals. I hope some of these websites are of some vague interest to you!
In Concert Band we're doing the theme to Mission Impossible. Today is Wednesday, the concert is on Tuesday. We had a rehearsal at lunch today, there's one on Sunday and we get half an hour missing lessons on Tuesday. As of yet, we haven't managed to succesfully play it all the way through.
I'm also in Choir, we're doing 'Immortality' and 'Stick to the Status Quo'. Neither of them are as perfect as Mrs Bailey would like them to be.
As of today, I joined Wind Ensemble, mostly to get out of an extra half hour of lessons on Tuesday.
As of yet, I haven't seen the music.
Sight
Charli got her glasses. I liked them, but they're too small for her face, she needs wider ones. They made her face look kinda round... Still, it's funny. We were discussing it in economics.
Ah, economics, oh crappy lesson of crappy lessons. Taught by Mr H, it's debateable whether he actually went on a teaching course before he began teaching us. We're the first unfortunate lot to get him for the full two year course, the year above us got one year with the old teacher, it was dropped from the GCSE syllabus for the year below us.
Anyway, I have rock solid proof that he is a total idiot. We were signing our coursework things, saying that they were all our own work and things like that. I signed mine, two A*'s of course. I sat down, and me Charli and Emma debated the reliability of his marking. After our mini discussion, we turned to him.
Me: Sir...
Mr H: Yis?
Me: Does our coursework get moderated?
Mr H: All of it gets marked, yis.
Me: I mean by the exam board
Mr H: Oh! Yis, about ten or so. We'll find out how good my marking is. *laughs*
Me: *fake smiles and laughs*
Mr H: Of course, I give a couple more marks to those who do their work and don't cause me any trouble...
Idiot.
Studying
My German Oral is becoming ever closer, it's on Monday at 10am. I'm doing higher, and while I'm pretty good at talking in my tenses and my structure isn't too bad and stuff, I'm still kind of dreading it. This is 25% on my German GCSE. 15 minutes for 25%, more than a percent a minute. Quit worrying really. I'm going to be so glad when it's all over and I never have to worry about it again.
Thing is, last time I quite enjoyed it, in a strange way. Of course, there wasn't a microphone and recorder or anything. Maybe I got a weird form of adrenaline from it. I'm such a loser...
Of course, another important thing about studying is the necessity to take frequent breaks. I use many a website for excessive revising relief.
http://www.youtube.com ~ Obvious, I will be compiling a list of things to search for. The Lost bloopers are hilarious though.
http://www.unfortunateevents.com/forum/ ~ Once you're integrated into it, this is a really great community to be a part of.
http://uk.myspace.com/ ~ Myspace, I like myspace. Only people that I actually know in person are accepted as friends however...
http://www.pointlesssites.com/ ~ Har har, some of this is very very funny.
http://www.imdb.com ~ For movie fixes. I'd reccomend making an account to post on the message boards which are very fast moving.
http://darkufo.blogspot.com/ ~ This is the main reason I created this Blogger account, so that I could post in the comments in the spoilers section. It's all about Lost.
http://www.zanorg.com/prodperso/jeuxchiants/index_eng.htm ~ A good games website. I especially like "Double Jeu", I'm the reigning champion at it.
http://www.foon.co.uk/ ~ I don't use it much but people in my economics class use it as it isn't blocked by the school servers...
http://www.google.com/addurl/ ~ This isn't so much a fun page as a useful page. It's where you add your URL to the google server so it comes up if someone performs a search. Try google searching "xylophonefairy", they're all me!
http://www.milkandcookies.com/ ~ I usually actually use this for finding solutions to things, usually found on pointless sites.
http://www.eyemaze.com/ ~ I love all the little games, I'm quite good at them 'cause I've done them so many times. Can't do chronon without walkthrough still though!
Am going to go back to the topic of this section now, and revise my German Orals. I hope some of these websites are of some vague interest to you!
Monday, 23 April 2007
My first Blog
What an inspiring title. It's basically what it says on the tin. Though it isn't a tin, that's a stupid, over-used phrase. I think it originally comes from a paint or oven cleaner advert a few years ago:
"It does just what it says on the tin"
Come to think of it, I've seen one of those advert recently. A guy painting his decking, starting right in the middle with a swoosh of some dark brown paint, which hardly seemed the most logical place to start. But them, I'm not an expert in decking painting technique.
I'm trying to think of ways I can make my blog quirky. I never really wanted to start a blog, in fact, I already have a LiveJournal. Maybe that's like, a cardinal sin in Bloggerworld, to use LiveJournal. But should anyone actually be interested enough, you can get to my livejournal by going to the URL at the top and replacing "blogspot" with "livejournal". Yes, I really am that original.
Or if you're realy lazy (though a lazy person wouldn't want to go read a pessimistic 15 year old online diary) I have very thoughtfully provided a link. http://xylophonefairy.livejournal.com/
How kind I am to you?
I only made this because DarkUfo decided to make the Lost Spoilers page Blogger or Google users only. I actually have a google account, but I can't remember the email, and anyways it's basically my name, then a full stop, then my second name. My second name is quite quirky, so I'm not allowed to give it out. It makes me too traceable. Especially as it is quite likely that I will at some point let slip where I live, and then you only have to go to my town and flip through a phone book and find my name. We're the only ones in my town.
However, my first name is far more common. I am called Rebecca, as if there weren't already enough Rebecca's in the world. There's several in my year. Two others are on a similar intelectual wavelength to me, so I seem to share a million classes with Rebecca F and Rebecca O. I'm Rebecca A. There's also a Rebecca B (though I think she's in jail in Somerset or something) and a Becky S (who is actually Rebecca but she went to my Primary school and has always been Becky). We could make a club.
Rebecca O is more popular than me, it was quite depressing in PE Theory when Sam called out my universal name and I turned around and he said "not you" which was actually slightly rude. He was calling out to Rebecca O.
I then had the happy moment of finding out that I got 90% on my coursework, which was only actually out of 10, and is only worth 10% of the final grade, so actually 'twas 9% that I'm going into the exam with. Lucky me.
I live in Hertfordshire, which is a Home County and is considered posh. But my town isn't posh, it's a concrete jungle in the middle of pretty countryside, but it had very good motorway links. People often say that the best thing about my town is that you can get out of it quickly, which is hardly a compliment. But I live on a nice road in the nicest area, so I survive. I also go to a nice school, this is overuse of the word nice.
I won't bore you any more with news about myself, and shall instead leave you with my thought of the day:
"The average man has less than two legs"
Think about it!
"It does just what it says on the tin"
Come to think of it, I've seen one of those advert recently. A guy painting his decking, starting right in the middle with a swoosh of some dark brown paint, which hardly seemed the most logical place to start. But them, I'm not an expert in decking painting technique.
I'm trying to think of ways I can make my blog quirky. I never really wanted to start a blog, in fact, I already have a LiveJournal. Maybe that's like, a cardinal sin in Bloggerworld, to use LiveJournal. But should anyone actually be interested enough, you can get to my livejournal by going to the URL at the top and replacing "blogspot" with "livejournal". Yes, I really am that original.
Or if you're realy lazy (though a lazy person wouldn't want to go read a pessimistic 15 year old online diary) I have very thoughtfully provided a link. http://xylophonefairy.livejournal.com/
How kind I am to you?
I only made this because DarkUfo decided to make the Lost Spoilers page Blogger or Google users only. I actually have a google account, but I can't remember the email, and anyways it's basically my name, then a full stop, then my second name. My second name is quite quirky, so I'm not allowed to give it out. It makes me too traceable. Especially as it is quite likely that I will at some point let slip where I live, and then you only have to go to my town and flip through a phone book and find my name. We're the only ones in my town.
However, my first name is far more common. I am called Rebecca, as if there weren't already enough Rebecca's in the world. There's several in my year. Two others are on a similar intelectual wavelength to me, so I seem to share a million classes with Rebecca F and Rebecca O. I'm Rebecca A. There's also a Rebecca B (though I think she's in jail in Somerset or something) and a Becky S (who is actually Rebecca but she went to my Primary school and has always been Becky). We could make a club.
Rebecca O is more popular than me, it was quite depressing in PE Theory when Sam called out my universal name and I turned around and he said "not you" which was actually slightly rude. He was calling out to Rebecca O.
I then had the happy moment of finding out that I got 90% on my coursework, which was only actually out of 10, and is only worth 10% of the final grade, so actually 'twas 9% that I'm going into the exam with. Lucky me.
I live in Hertfordshire, which is a Home County and is considered posh. But my town isn't posh, it's a concrete jungle in the middle of pretty countryside, but it had very good motorway links. People often say that the best thing about my town is that you can get out of it quickly, which is hardly a compliment. But I live on a nice road in the nicest area, so I survive. I also go to a nice school, this is overuse of the word nice.
I won't bore you any more with news about myself, and shall instead leave you with my thought of the day:
"The average man has less than two legs"
Think about it!
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