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You've seen the movie. You've read the novels. Now, meet the egotistic, self-obsessed weirdo that is... me. (Yes, i am serious. What do you mean, you thought I'd be thinner???)

Monday, May 23, 2005

The Last Day Ever (YESSSSS!!!!! HOORAY!!!!!!)

Last ever full day at SES SS. Really it was the best full day I've ever been to (and minus the material it would have been perfect) for several reasons:

a) Sometime during lunch James F turned up in - guess what? - an AIR CADET UNIFORM!!!!!!!!! I know! Consequently he was the butt of "Man in uniform" jokes for the rest of the day because he didn't have a change of clothes...

b) We got to play board games while our parents were having a meeting!

c) Whilst playing the board games, Zach started calling me 'sir'. I started calling him 'madam', 'gorgeous', 'honey', 'sweetheart' etc. I also tried to set him up on a date with James...

d) Michael SO OBVIOUSLY has it bad for me. It's so funny! Sophie and me were in hysterics...

e) We got to do The Taming of the Shrew. Although it's very likely to be the most unfair, chauvunistic play Shakespeare ever wrote, it is actually a Shakespeare so it's good anyway. It was fun to play Katherine as angry, weary, insincere etc etc and watch somebody else (in this case, Zach) play Petruchio as sneaky or just plain enraged...

f) We went for a walk, as is SES SS custom on full days. It rained. Hard. It got muddy. I got muddy. My trainers are irreparably damaged. I sincerely hope that my nice 60s skirt is not. Heehee! It was actually very funny at the time... I suppose you had to be there. (Well, it was very funny if you were there...)

g) James was (WHY???) showing me and Michael how to salute(???) and he touched his shoe whilst saying 'squadron leader'. Therefore the three of us tried to get the words 'squadron leader' into every possible sentence (and, actually, some impossible ones), touching our shoes as we did so...

See! SEVEN REASONS!!! heehee!

At least we don't have to do it again so that my good memories will remain untarnished.


"Sitting up here I'm obsessed with a fear of getting it wrong: everyone else will be going 'bonk, bink' and I shall be giong 'bink, bonk'." --umpire, flanders + swann

"The first word of Thomas Hardy's new novel, at 10:35 on this very lovely morning, it's three letters it's the definite article and it's THE!" --racing commentary, monty python

luv ya! liz <3


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