9th October 2007
To whom it may concern…
Why do you think I didn’t choose Physical Education as an option for my GCSEs? Could you possibly take a guess? Maybe it’s because I have no interest whatsoever in the intellectualisation of exercise. Maybe it’s because I do not wish to be forced into some kind of rigorous training programme which involves swimming (!!!) and long distance running (!!!!!!). At the moment I am not writing an English essay, which I should be writing, because I am ranting about the fact that you’re taking PE too seriously. I believe the reason it is compulsory in England to do at least one hour of PE per week in school, is because we need exercise. Not because we need to sit around talking about nothing. I’d much rather be outside playing netball, than inside having a test on the seven things we need for a balanced diet. We cover that in Biology, thank you. I’m not even taking an exam in PE and will not leave school with a GCSE in the subject. Your paperwork is pointless. Please stop before you force me into doing something silly (cough) like scribbling all over it.
Signed,
Infuriated Student.
4th October 2007
Take me back in time…
… on the Wayback Machine. I’ve been snooping around my old site, Twiskers.net. The domain expired a few days ago, actually. I just thought I’d look at the stuff I wrote in my blog (around February 2005) which got me into huge trouble at school, when a nosy so-and-so of a teacher went and saw it (remember: you’re not Inspector Morse, just a teacher. Ten bloody points for searching my name on Google. It’s not that hard). I also found some poorly designed “graphics” containing dolls and the like. I’ve certainly come a long way since 2004, that’s for sure.
Ah well, it’s back to procrastinating and painting a massive Union Flag on my art folder while listening to some rock’n'roll for me.