Date: Wednesday, 18th June 2008
Time: 12.45am
Mood: sore (my hand hurts) / lost
Location: my laptopless bedroom
Music / TV: Kill - Jimmy Eat World

Today was the last day I'll see my best friend at school. Except for Open Day, but I don't really count that as school, so... It wasn't particularly emotional. Or at all, actually. She came into school after my morning examand then we went round our teachers together to get them to sign our leavers' cards. We basically had to get all of our teachers to sign this piece of card to say we'd handed in all of our books, even though I only had text books to give back for four of my subjects.

Our school planner says that when we get our leavers' cards signed we should take the oppurtunity to 'thank our teachers for all their help over the years', but in reality it was just getting them to sign in the box. In fact, for about half of the subjects it wasn't even my own teachers that signed - it turned out that even science lab technicians could sign for some of the sciences. I didn't complete it, but Sophie's in tomorrow for an exam and she says she'll get it signed for RS and hand my books in.

The only one of my teachers I actually properly spoke to today was my history teacher, Mr Plant. He's been the best (if not the only good) teacher I've had during my GCSEs, and he's also the only teacher who's bothered to ask how the exam went. He hadbeen a bitch at times (he goes through PMS, I swear), but only because hegenuinely loves his subject and wanted us all to do well.

Me and Sophie (my best friend) went in to see him and after he's signed the card she goes 'thanks for all your help, Sir, you've been a really good teacher', which gave me the oppurtunity to agree, which I was glad of because I really did want to thank him, I just would have felt too awkward to say it myself.His response was that teaching us had been a pleasure, whch was a complete contrast from my maths teacher Mrs Hamill, who had merely had a go at me for the (not too shabby, I might add) state of my books - "How would you feel if you received this book next year, Stacey?" - and told me to put my chewing gum in the bin. WTF? If I was her I'd be more worried about how her next class is going to feel about the standard of her teaching than how pretty their bloody books look! Anyway, I never have to speak Hamill the Camel (second year joke, yet still funny) ever again so it's all well and good.

Anyways, after going round the teachers we went back to Sophie's house for a couple of hours before my mum was due to pickme up.Twas fun, we watched this programme she'd recorded called 'Brothers and Sisters in Love', which was a documentary about, well, brothers and sisters in love. We also ate vanilla slices + talked about the fact that neither of us are really looking forward to prom. I'm really gonna miss her when we go to different colleges next year. She just gets me and we have this really unique and amazing friendship that I know I'll never have with anyone else. We also have so many inside jokes + it's gonna be strange not to be able to use them so much next year.

But anyway, there'll be plenty of time to be sad at prom on friday + Sophie's sleepover so I'm gunna move on to say omg the RT Rose fest! There's a huge page of Rose inside and she looks so pretty and ace! RTD pissed me off in it though 'cause hewas all 'well, the Doctor and Rose are just friends cos all their romantic moments only add up to 3 slight hints and two not-kisses'. Martha also has a section which gushes about how much the Doctor trusted her + blah blah blah,

Although what really pissed me off was the bit on Donna's page that said she's the only companion (out of her, Martha and Rose) that understands the Doctor. Rose understood him! They had the bestest relationship ever and I love Donna, I really do, but her relationship with the Doctor doesn't comapre to what he and Rose had. It did make me smile, though, when RTD said 'wait 'til you see the Doctor's face when Rose returns' :D omgyay!

My laptop has to go away for fixings :'( It hsn't worked properly for a while (wouldn't turn on without crazy manouvrings of the screen) and tomorrow teh insurance company's taking it away to either fix it or decide it's dead and give me nice money for a new one. It should be over within five days, so I'll be able to squee over the Doctor Who finale, and my mum'll probably let me use her laptop to come on here n stuff so really it's just saying goodbye to photoshop and itunes for a while D': 

Anywayzzzz, this may be the last post I make from this laptop (kinda hoping I can get a shiny new one lol). I shall see y'all soon, one way or another, and I will strangle my mum if I have to to get on here to natter about 'Turn Left', even if it will be a day or so late. Toodles!