So Sixth Form has turned out to be the biggest crock o\' shit.
Psychology: Fairly dull. The teacher\'s moving at a million fking miles per hour so I don\'t know what the hells going on, just take notes and hope for the best.
So far we\'ve talked about how to do experiments...
It\'s probably one of my more favourite lessons because I\'m with an old friend from primary school again.
Sociology: JEEEESUS. I\'m sat right at the font because I was too late to get a decent seat.
So, for the whole lesson, the teacher was standing pretty much in front of my table. Not so bad until you consider I was staring at his crotch for most of the fucking lesson. Fucking excellent.
And when I tried to look away, he tiled himself to look down at me - in front of the class - making me look like some retard. To be fair, it was probably justified, I wasn\'t REALLY listening.
Theatre Studies: Maybe this year I wont drop out.
English Literature And Language: What a blast! So one half of the lesson is fairly dull because its with the teacher I had last year, so its all lame. The other half is fairly interesting because, and its quite depressing to say, the teacher doesn\'t have the balls for an all-out argument with a demented, anti-social goth , like me.
Teacher: Do you have your homework, Jack?
I shouldn\'t take the piss but..
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So suddenly I\'m into Trans Siberian Orchestra. Really keen on using it in the film I\'m trying to put together.
Chemlab have come into play a little now, but 16 Volt is still in the steering wheel.
I\'m finally writing the screenplay for Vitra Victus, the thing that started off as a bunch of nightmares put together.
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