As many of you might know, IK and I have this on going feud of who is more popular, the winner isn't the person who is viewed the most, contrary to that actually, the winner is the person who is viewed the least.
IK likes to believe she currently is winning but fortunately for me, she has been gaining all the popularity recently.
You guys love her so much that her recent post about Bring Me The Horizon's new album 'That's The Spirit' earned her 118 views, allowing me to keep my reigning title of the least viewed out of the two on this blog. So I'd like to say thank you for that.
Now the second subject I want to talk about is my school's annual history trip to Belgium. Usually it is always highly successful, unfortunately, LI, FAJ, my two friends and I weren't met with this luck.
It began at four in the morning (cue flashback), all of us were up yet tired from the previous day of Eid (Eid Mubarak). We left at 5:46 (on account of my tardiness) and arrived on time to Dover at 7:20 where we had 40 minutes that we could spend there with the rule that we had to be back by 8 sharp.
All the students and teachers were there ten minutes prior to the time but we were waiting for our idiot of a driver who took at extra twenty minutes to get coffee. This cost us our slot, the next slot was at one and the fact it would take the rest of the day to reach Belgium made our teachers decide to turn around and head back to London. What confused me about this situation was the fact on the electronic billboard it stated there was a ninety minute delay for anyone who had already booked their tickets, yet our teachers insisted the next available slot wouldn't be anywhere before one in the afternoon. I guess the whole blame wasn't on this one driver who arrived late to the coach it was also because border control had been warned about 'migrant activity' and therefore we were kept back whilst they carried out checks.
Any who, we head back to London then had periods 3 and 4 before we were allowed to leave at one because we had woken up at five in the morning. Unfortunately for me and my friend who I will name ZD for now, we had to encounter our dreadful maths teacher who, in our opinion, can't teach for their life. Coming back into school also caused me to receive a piece of homework, which is just great because homework is the best thing ever...
I guess an upside is our trip is going rescheduled and we didn't have to endure double maths but I don't think that balances with the situation that took place.
It is fair to say everyone on the coach was pissed off and honestly, I still am, at four in the morning of the next day.
Bye Butterflies,
-ST
P.S: A friend of the family has this music blog, go give her some love: https://catharticpianist.wordpress.com/2015/09/09/lost-for-words/ She has published a song on there which, in my opinion, sounds amazing, but then again that could be biased so it would be better if you heard it for yourself: https://soundcloud.com/user-43367013/dare-to-say-my-name
IK likes to believe she currently is winning but fortunately for me, she has been gaining all the popularity recently.
You guys love her so much that her recent post about Bring Me The Horizon's new album 'That's The Spirit' earned her 118 views, allowing me to keep my reigning title of the least viewed out of the two on this blog. So I'd like to say thank you for that.
Now the second subject I want to talk about is my school's annual history trip to Belgium. Usually it is always highly successful, unfortunately, LI, FAJ, my two friends and I weren't met with this luck.
It began at four in the morning (cue flashback), all of us were up yet tired from the previous day of Eid (Eid Mubarak). We left at 5:46 (on account of my tardiness) and arrived on time to Dover at 7:20 where we had 40 minutes that we could spend there with the rule that we had to be back by 8 sharp.
All the students and teachers were there ten minutes prior to the time but we were waiting for our idiot of a driver who took at extra twenty minutes to get coffee. This cost us our slot, the next slot was at one and the fact it would take the rest of the day to reach Belgium made our teachers decide to turn around and head back to London. What confused me about this situation was the fact on the electronic billboard it stated there was a ninety minute delay for anyone who had already booked their tickets, yet our teachers insisted the next available slot wouldn't be anywhere before one in the afternoon. I guess the whole blame wasn't on this one driver who arrived late to the coach it was also because border control had been warned about 'migrant activity' and therefore we were kept back whilst they carried out checks.
Any who, we head back to London then had periods 3 and 4 before we were allowed to leave at one because we had woken up at five in the morning. Unfortunately for me and my friend who I will name ZD for now, we had to encounter our dreadful maths teacher who, in our opinion, can't teach for their life. Coming back into school also caused me to receive a piece of homework, which is just great because homework is the best thing ever...
I guess an upside is our trip is going rescheduled and we didn't have to endure double maths but I don't think that balances with the situation that took place.
It is fair to say everyone on the coach was pissed off and honestly, I still am, at four in the morning of the next day.
Bye Butterflies,
-ST
P.S: A friend of the family has this music blog, go give her some love: https://catharticpianist.wordpress.com/2015/09/09/lost-for-words/ She has published a song on there which, in my opinion, sounds amazing, but then again that could be biased so it would be better if you heard it for yourself: https://soundcloud.com/user-43367013/dare-to-say-my-name
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