Affiche un fish! (formerly titled "So...bored...(Poisson d'avril!)")

 April Fool!
What I'm doing right now: singing along to Lily Allen songs.
Ah well, there's nothing else to do at the moment.
So in English (1st period), I was kinda bored (cause M______ was away and we didn't really have anything to do) so then I made a literal couple of fish for April Fool's Day (because IT'S FRENCH, yeah!) and then I went and stuck one on Han (reaction: "Aaah, what was it, something d'avril"), Matthew (reaction: not much, I'd kinda told him already) and Sharon's desk (reaction: not much, I don't think she noticed). So then I affiched a fish to my tie thingy (tag, whatever) and one to my lappy. Shut up, the fin does not look like what you think it looks like.
And then it was Maths, and Andrew Mon was like, *persuades Mr W___ to have party not test*. And then we started randomly singing "Happy Birthday" to Mr W___, and he was like, "You serious? That's like, the worst prank ever.!" So then Mrs B_____, who was in the room because her previous class was there, was like, "No, but there's another maths teacher who has a birthday today. I'll come and tell you when I've heard that you've done brilliantly in the test." *leaves*.
So then we had to do the test, and after the test, I asked Mr W___ for a hint, and he was like, "Oh, he likes taking pictures." So, then I went to ask Han...
Ack, message history on MSN isn't showing up.
Anyway.
Then it was double Ag with C____ (LOL, my IT teacher. So that was why she was in the Ag staffroom.) in T1.5, and Shelley and Bonita and I were wikigaming, because we were bored as hell and couldn't be bothered to do the work, cause it was last day of school, and then Roshan joined in and then Shelley left and Bonita left and Tina joined, so it was me-Tina-Roshan, then the bell went.
Oh, and Han found my iPod, but it was some guy's called Jeffery (but I don't believe that), and it had no music, but it was chipped as hell. Just like mine, coincidentally. Or not.
Then it was lunch, but I managed to screenlock the damn thing, and he'd changed the screenlock code. Smart.
Then I showed Abbi and the rest, and they told me to hand it in. So I did.
Then I managed to show up in time for epic 6-square handball, where I got to 3rd from the top because everyone else failed somehow. Then I hit the ball when it wasn't my turn. Bloody hell.
Then it was Geo, and I got to sit on a wheely chair and watch an ep of Lucky Star (the one with the "which side of the chocolate horn do you eat first") because B______ was on Euro trip and we had a sub, Y_, the Jap teacher.
Then it was IT, and we got our exams back, and at least I didn't fail.
Then it was Science, usually the most epic fail ever, especially with Mr K__________, and today he wrote what we were to be tested on in the half-yearly, and then he was like, talking about some random guy who'd competed with Edison on electricity standards, and I was like, "Nikola Tesla!" repeatedly, and then I was like, *puts hand up* "It's Nikola Tesla, isn't it?" and he's like, you've got it, then "Richard Kim, did you hear what she said?" *blank stare* (why does he keep picking on Richard, anyway?) and then "Nikola", and then Roshan interrupts with "Sarkozy", and then Kerrie and I were laughing, and then K_______ finishes with "Tesla. But most of you probably haven't heard of him.", and then I was like, "and 4 out of 5 people in our French class last year didn't know who he was" (suck that, Xiong). Then Carmen was like, "Tesla coil?", and I was like, "generates electricity or something".
Then it was after Science and last period of Term 1, and we (Leanne, Alex, Has and me (sort of)) were all hugging and I get the feeling that K_________ was a little embarrassed. Then I sort of hung around outside the stairs to the library outside Mr Y___'s office (the other one, the Geo teacher), who isn't going on Euro trip this year because "[he's] taking his family to the Gold Coast", and then Mum called me, because she wanted to go and visit a service centre and she needed me along (sort of), and then I told her about the iPod (which I'd lost the cable for with the old iPod, anyway) and then directions, as I usually do, as I have a very good sense of orientation. She said Alexandra (if I call her Alex, you'll get her confused with the Alex in my class, and we don't call her that anyway, and if I call her Sandra, you'll get her confused with the Sandra in my year and house, but we call her that) had gone to a friend's place after the Easter hat parade at her school with her other friend, Chantelle (she has a lot more friends than I did (they were mostly acquaintances)), so then Mum picked me up to go to this service centre (and gave me a chicken skewer/kebab and half a pork roll and a drink), where she made a booking for Saturday 1st May. Then we went home, then she went to pick 'Sandra up at 6, and we've been arguing over uneaten chocolate/reading other blogs/writing blog posts since. So, that was my day. The last day of school.

The obligatory Athletics Carnival post

So, yesterday exactly one week ago was the EPIC ATHLETICS CARNIVAL.
Except with less epicness, more chips and more schedule slip.
I know, not worthy of Zeus and all that.

No piccies, aww.
Click on some of the more recently updated links at the side there and I'm sure that they'll have very nice piccies of people posing in technicolour shirts.
Thinking back, they are rather vibrant.

Basically, I went in just about every field event, except I missed the shotput and I can't highjump for a polished excrement.
While doing that, I ended up with Kerrie a lot, practised a lot for the triple jump, salivated over the chocolate cake of Mr H_______, hurt myself a bit, got to explore the announcer's box, nearly speared Kerrie with a javelin in a moment of impatience (tl;dr: She'd gone before, but I was a bit eager to take my turn.), ended up sort of helping the other Mr K_____with measuring at the javelin, oh, and ate a packet of chips.

Nothing much, really.

Ammonium nitrate, l'amour et de la musique

You know what, Tancred? F*** you, I'll rant however and whenever I like.
As Jim would say, OMGWTFBBQ.

No, it's not the title.
It's the lockdown/evacuation/WHATEVER.
Apparently, they received a phone call on a private line and they said scary things about the outfields and a "service entrance". FREAKING GOOGLE MAPS, PEOPLE! HAVE YOU HEARD OF IT?
Also, I love exploring places, and I don't know of any service entrance. Also, no flash on the horizon just yet.
If it was a pipe bomb, it probably would have contained NH4NO3, a.k.a. ammonium nitrate, a.k.a. a chemical in fertiliser, a.k.a. a chemical in saltpetre.
Also, this apparently isn't the first time the school has received an incendiary warning; apparently the English staffroom's building's burned down before.
So, there we were, in the hall,  wondering just what the hell was going on (after Mr _____ was like, [sarcasm] Thanks for coming in in about 9 minutes 38 seconds,[/sarcasm] this is a real evacuation) and then they told us to get the furniture out the way, then we had rollcall, then I decided to switch spots with Jim and Leanne to talk to someone (i.e. Tina, Alice (Li), Lena and Nancy) and then we ended up singing. Subverted trope in that the teachers told us to shut up. Yeah, way to go for inspiring stories, teachers. Then Tina said that they might have told us this so that they could bomb us in the hall. (I was thinking about the school in Chechenya, where terrorists took over the school and the police gassed the people inside the hall/lecture theatre. Yeah.) So then, after I got bored of listening to them talking about TV shows (I'm not THAT into it), I spotted Mr K_____ (not my current science teacher, our Replacement Goldfish last year for our science teacher then), who'd been responsible for hustling us into the hall, and decided to ask him about Phys Olympiad tomorrow (it's cancelled, btw) and moved over to where Abbi and co. were or thereabouts. (It was nearer to the other door in the hall, the year 7 door, and just under the canteen.) Then Mrs Connors was like, make way, and then there was something about sniffer dogs and a really crap story. I took the opportunity to text Mum. Then it was like, you can go back to class now, your p. 6 class. So there was a lot of stretching and then we picked up our bags and went to class. Then we went back to class, which had the aforementioned Mr K_____ teaching us (don't know where B____ was) and I ended up napping.
If you read any of the blogs on the side there, most of the blogs that were updated today will probably talk about the bomb. Emily's account is pretty accurate. (Except she didn't mention the singing.)
So then, after school, we were sort of walking out, Mr K. mentioning that he'd rather bomb the bus bay, when we ran across Sydney and Kerrie. Mr K. initally couldn't figure out Kerrie's name, and I wasn't much help either as I thought he was referring to Sydney (his positioning wasn't much of a help/hint), and then I sort of walked with him to the door, and then I commented as I walked on that I'd've bombed the Science block instead, because it had more chemicals. I had to go, as it was a Tuesday, and I had gym, in which I was falling asleep, sort of. And that was my Tuesday.
Oh, and l'amour is a reference to the Euro trip, and they got their shirts that day today (I'm writing this on Thursday, as with the last 3 sentences preceding this one).