Things I’ve Learnt Since 2013

We may only be on the 20th day of this year, but they say you learn something new everyday … don’t worry there aren’t 20 lessons here, just some of the most interesting ones:

Also, I have no photo to relate to this post so I thought I’d just crack this one out again. She’s a beauty isn’t she?!

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1) Everyone hates quizes

If you read my post on my goals for this year you’ll know that this is going to be a big fundraising year, and to start us off with a bang, made an awesome dingbats quiz competiton, set out to get people to take part … andddd discovered that apparently, everyone I know really hates quizes. If I didn’t want their money it would be quite funny to watch people’s faces as they try to think of a polite way to say “no I really don’t want to do that, it sounds really dull”

2) Good grades require revision

Wait what? I may have been somewhat distracted over the Christmas period doing things that were much more fun than sitting at a desk writing lots of words, but that kind of means my mother received my grades. Which leads us to the next lesson …

3) THEY EMAIL REPORTS STRAIGHT TO YOUR PARENTS NOW!

Gone are the days of inconspicuously throwing your brown envelope in the bin on your way home. Nowadays, the first suggestion that your mum’s about to find out about that D is that raised eyebrow as she tells you “I got an email from college today …”

4) Don’t bother with planning

Another of our new year’s goals was to be more organised with this blog, so I headed to Katie’s after my last lesson on Friday so we could get some serious planning done. 3 hours later we’d gossiped, laughed, watched vines of Zac Efron … and done absolutely no planning

5) If you’re going to dabble in selfies – go all out

Whilst avoiding planning on that Friday we also amused ourselves by counting the amount of selfies on a friend of ours’ instagram page. 101. Seriously. 101!

(Speaking of instagram – Katie + Hannah)

Hannah

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The Half Term Edition:

Wait What Homework?!

You may have missed us last week (or if you didn’t please just pretend) because we were living it up on half-term which means, I at least, spent all my time avoiding doing half-term homework, sitting around doing nothing and watching Keeping Up With The Kardashians for the whole week, up to the point of Sunday evening when I realised I’d done pretty much none of the 16 pieces of work I’d been set. This led to a secret meltdown out of sight of my parents (who are still under the impression that I’m happily on top of my workload), and an emergency study session this morning during breakfast. I managed to make it to school with the three pieces of work that were set for today (shoddily) completed. How many of those do you think were checked? That’s right. None.

Torquay … T-adventures

There’s nothing better than a bit of awkward alliteration, admit it. Ah and the second one wasn’t even on purpose! I digress. Our family’s annual ‘holiday’ happened last week. I’ve noticed something about holidays as my brothers have left home and my parents have grown older, an that’s that they’re getting shorter and more dull. When we were younger, holidays involved going away for a week or more in caravan, going to beaches and on trains and eating a lot of ice-cream. This holiday consisted of three days in a Travelodge, a National Trust visit, country walks (avoiding the muddy paths of course) to beaches with no sand and a big fat no to any suggestions of trains or cliff trams or ice-cream. I’m sorry if I sound ungrateful, but frankly, none of those things are fun to me. So as a cure for this, I’m forcing Katie to come on holiday with me this summer, whether she likes it or not.

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Awkward Parties

Me, my brothers and sister-in-law, traveled down to London on Saturday for a friend of our’s 40th birthday. Of course, we got there and knew nobody, so our friend’s wife introduced us to his nephew. Unfortunately, the music was so loud that my brothers and I were too far away to hear him, leaving him to chat to my sister-in-law who, also unfortunately, doesn’t actually know the birthday boy at all. Their awkward conversation about why she was actually there was then interrupted by an older, rather eccentric looking man, who immediately dropped an extremely inappropriate sex joke, then left again. Nephew guy then also left and avoided us for the rest of the night.

A New Claim To Fame

The most exciting part of that night is obviously the fact that the Captain of the Cutty Sark was there, and gave me a kiss on the cheek which I will now always refer to as my claim to fame, displacing that time that Jessica Ennis smiled at me across a room. Before you get excited though, the Captain was about 80 and told me I’d have to be 60 years older for him to whisk me away on his boat … which is kinda a good thing I guess …

Hannah