The mystery of the stolen goods.

One Friday afternoon some year 9 girls were having German and some Maths, this was last period on a Friday afternoon so don't expect calm students. People would be getting out of seats leaving their possessions at their own will. It was 3:29pm and people were practically umping out of their seats waiting for teh minute hand to hit twelve.......5...4...3...2...1...

                                                                                   Everybody went made, what would you expect it was the weekend  and people had parties, grounded and other things. Of course there are people who have to wait for other people as they are friends with people from all forms( like me) they chat and talk about their day and laugh about the comments they got from previous English homework... now lets not get into that. When we were talking about costcutters and this twin reaches into her pocket to find....

Nothing but a ticket and 50p and all her badges were missing all 4 of them... At first we all thought that it wasn't her blazer, but it clearly said her name on it...so we came to the conclusion that THEFT had been roaming the corridors of the Grey Coat Hospital. We panicked and so...

We went to the best person possible.. our Deputy head, we went there and who knows what happened as me and my friend got our faces slammed in the door cause it wasn't any of our buisness. After ten minutes of waiting she finally came out ready to go home..

On the way to the station we thought of the suspects, not many people anymore and we couldn't deside what the situation was.. (btw this girl has lost 4 oyster cards!) and we couldn't think.......

Untill later that day you go on facebook and see that person had written a comment saying,'I found all my stuff in my bag, in the book MACBETH' Doesn't this prove MACBETH is unlucky??!!! 

I got very angry. (True story)

The world of the language English

 If you spot any spelling mistakes its not my fault I was never taught how to spell :)

English.... Where do I start. First of all what is the point of learning English when you have grown up speaking it and are basically fluent. But worst of all are the teachers......

You get many type of English teachers, you get the strick annoying ones who get you to recite poetry and your like 'This isn't the 18th Century, this is the 21st century we can loo up poems on google'. You also get the dramatic teacher who wears the most.. how do I put this... strangest combination of clothing. They have sympathy and don't mind when you get it wrong, the thing is they get so into it, it is unbelievable.

The worst part is the class reading, when you read as a class the teacher always picks the least confident speakers so you just die of boredom and then the teacher stops after every single line saying, 'What does this mean? Analyse what you have just read and write a whole essay about it.' What the author wrote she wrote, not this special meaning or meaningful to make it romantic. JUST.NO.

The worst English books in the world:

1. Jane Eyre
2. Chinese Cinderella
3. Tom's Midnight Garden
4. Macbeth (which is depressing)
5. Twelfth Night   

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Telling the truth and confronting

Having a good social life can help you through learning and to chill. Don't take for granted as friends could go away just from the tip of your tongue.

Having a social life which is active 24/7 you can easily lose relationships, losing friends is hard, and is even harder to get back. Seeing them everyday is torture especially if your friends are friends with them and you just lose them completly .Sometimes it can last along time over a grudge that someone can't let loose. I live my social life by one rule 'forget and forgive'. Holding grudges can effect the people around you no matter what.
"True friendship is like sound health; the value of it is seldom known until it be lost."
- Charles Caleb Colton 

Friendship is a hard thing and sometimes you have to be careful on what you say and do.  I hear this everywhere I go is if the person is a true person they would be the same in everyone's eyes. 
(Picture) In this picture it shows people having fun. no secrets or lies..... but you would never know what they were actually feeling, as their emotions could be covering a whole different person.
Telling lies is the easy part, conclusion the average part, confronting the lie is the hardest of them all, as people don't want to give in to certain things, or they have told such a big lie that confronting it could mess up their whole lives.   

 

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The start of an adventure..

My first blog is the start of an adventure, for some people it may not be a new thing and might do this for a living. I started because I want to share what I think about what the world is coming to.Trying to get your say about something these days is hard,as laws are tough and people all have there different dreams. As the population is rising increasingly peoples voices get lost and more harm is done to the world, second by second people are born (http://ibiblio.org/lunarbin/worldpop)and only a fraction of those people actually will get a voice.

 What you need to know, I am an everyday average person with a dream to become big; although I can never see it happening. there are about (at this point in time) 7,177,740,658 billion in the world. Who knows maybe one of them might be the president of the USA, or become a criminal mastermind. Anyone can be who they want to be, only if they work hard. yes, it might be hard to become the president of the USA if your English. If you really want it you would work hard enough because I believe that nothing is impossible, no matter what. (Although licking my elbow is impossible)

Different problems are found each and everyday, this only one of them.