Day 0 - Chesley Lan

My school, Barrow, is evil. They got this man named Chesley Lan to judge the inter-house singing competition and he was incompetent.

Our house, Sanderson, did not place which made me sad, because I thought our music video was very funny and I spent ages editing it (grrrr) and the singing was actually good (grrrrrrrr).

Honestly, the judging for inter-house drama and singing is always unfair but I never cared because we would've needed exceedingly unfair judging to ever place in the past. Is there any judge who loves unfunny, low quality, so bad it's just bad and not good level performances?

The comments from this imaginary judge: You sang the song in entirely the wrong key throughout, forcing the band to play at 0 volume so as not to clash! Incredible! 1st place house singing! I especially loved how everyone read out the Lorax lines with minimum effort on Zoom and didn't even bother to change their backgrounds. Your bedrooms looked excellent. Clearly top quality. You win house drama!

Anyways, I believe next year we should dress up as tall minions and create a powerpoint that is 80% one teacher's newborn baby. This is the recipe to success.

I walked out of school screaming. What a beautiful start to the Christmas holiday! By the time I start typing this, I have gotten over the Chesley thing. Including repeatedly screaming his full name (which I have gracefully replaced with a pseudonym here) out loud. I am sure he did not enjoy listening to a bunch of children chanting in his free time. In the festive spirit, I will not be petty! Instead, I will celebrate my temporary release from the Barrow prison!

Day 1 - TV

On this day, I wake up at 3:25 pm and eat late lunch/early dinner.

For the past two weeks, my mum has watched 4-5 hours of the TV show The Tudors every day. She has now finished it.

The guy playing Henry the 8th was an attractive young man who was trying to change his voice to sound like a middle aged ugly man. The costume and makeup departments were not helping him out. A bit of pepper spray in his fake beard? That's it?

Obviously he had to be hot though, because hot evil people are more fun to watch on screen than ugly evil people.

I don't know how historically accurate the costumes were but who cares. Natalie Dormer looks so hot in medieval-ish clothes.

I liked to stare at the screen occasionally just because the actors were good looking.

I must be a very shallow person.

Splash splash nobody likes the deep end anyways.

After consuming food, my mum and I watch more TV until our eyeballs melt out of our brains.

I get full body aches from sitting too much.

I do nothing else until I have a pajamas dilemma before bed because I only have one set of Santa pajama pants and no top. In the end, I am forced to pair it with a non-Christmassy pajama top. Truly, life is unfair.

Then I sit on my tiny stool in front of my baby chair and type this out instead of going to bed.

Then I shuffle upstairs and shuffle off this mortal coil. To sleep, perchance to dream!

It's not fair that English gets all the quotes. Other subjects should also get quotes even if it doesn't really fit.

In an experiment, cells of the pancreas were provided with amino acids labelled with a radioactive element called tritium.

Good night.