Tuesday, 29 January 2008

Prime Example Of A Good Student?

Well that went okay I suppose. The parents evening. All the teachers praised me. Just some of the thing they said:-

  • I am an excellent pupil
  • Very hard working
  • Committed
  • Chemistry’s too easy for me apparently
  • I get on with my work QUIETLY in maths
  • And should get A’s in all the subjects.

And on reading what I’ve just written… I can see all your smug faces laughing at me. Well guess what? I don’t blame you. Not gonna happen is it? They all lied to my mum. And now my mum has high expectations of me. Maybe I should start working. Well I'm gonna have to if I’m going into medicine. Hopefully :]

Moving on. The chemistry practical yesterday. That went alreet I suppose. Well what do you expect when you get told exactly what to do on a laminated piece of paper!?! And people still manage to screw things up! But comparing results to other people like Emad, Amy and Saf– we seemed to have all got the same answers. So that’s good news :]

Anyhow, that mechanics paper that I did on Friday – I DIDN’T FAIL IT! I got 25 out of 30. But if it wasn’t for Stuart, I would have come top in the class. Damn him. He only got one more frikkin mark more than me.


Lunchtime was funny today. Me and Humaira realized something. Saf. Yes bless the little thing. The night shifts are getting the better of him…well… with Sebastian now out of the picture and him being a single parent. So we felt it was best to steal his planner and sort his life out for him. So...we updated it for him and filled in all the important dates in his life. Its for your own good Saf. You’ll thank us eventually!

Well this week is going good for me so far. Im actually in a good mood after this parents evening. So a warning to rest of you - DON'T PISS ME OFF!

(I love you all really :p - including all the annoying people in my life)

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

My God, Zainab, are you going soft..? A small, friendly note at the bottom?!
Anyway...did you hear what Beckie was saying today? Apparently her mum teaches reception-age kids and there's one really disruptive little brat called..you guessed it...Sebastian! Saf needs to control his kids. Single parenting may be too much for him. I suggest therapy.
This is a great blog :D Slightly disturbing, but great. Okay, so 'slightly' was an understatement. You get the point.