The End of Term as We Know it
And that was the last full day I'm going to have at school until January.
Tomorrow I just go in for the Christmas service and then that's the term over and I can do anything I want for the next three weeks, free of schoolwork. Well, except holiday homework. Which is just my Computing project, which I actually enjoy working on somewhat. And my Physics project, which isn't great but doesn't require too much work.
And several Maths exercises and prelims...
Okay, so I've got some schoolwork, but nothing that can't be easily done if I pace myself and just do a little each day. Or maybe I'll leave it right up until the last couple of days then madly scramble to get everything done.
Enough of that for now, I think. School today was another easy day – half an hour of actual Physics work* followed by a couple of Simpsons episodes (classic from series four: Mr Plow and Whacking Day) in the morning then we skipped Computing because the teacher wasn't going to be there. Funny story, actually. My good friend and constant source of amusement, Jimerson, was planning to show up five minutes late for his Accounts class to finish a song on Guitar Hero. But, being Jimerson, he got distracted and ended up not realising the time until his class only had five minutes left.
The interhouse public speaking competition took place in the afternoon. A couple of friends of mine, Sam Potter and Sam Stafford, were speaking for their respective houses. Potter had an interesting talk on intelligent design that won him a prize last year and Stafford had a surprisingly deep look at the idea of free will. Stafford's talk was also completely, unceasingly hilarious.
He didn't really have many planned jokes so most of it was either spontaneous or purely in his delivery. He could easily have got just as many laughs by standing up their and reading the dictionary. Unfortunately, he lost out to some boring talk that managed to confuse body language with medical symptoms. Even those on the winning team agreed that he should probably have got it.
And that was that, aside from the scramble at the end of the day to clear out the common room of all our various bits of electronic junk. I'm fairly sure I got everything but I may yet end up going to church tomorrow with a couple of N64 games stuffed in my pocket.
I've never been quite sure why the school always has to have a church Christmas service. I suspect that it's now more out of tradition than any overriding religious concern.
But it shouldn't take long and it's always a good feeling to walk out at the end of the whole thing knowing that it marks the end of a school term. My last Christmas term, come to think of it. A yearly event in my life for over a decade and tomorrow will be my last one... a strange thought.
Well, I'm going to head off to bed now. Maybe once the holidays come I'll have the time and energy to write posts that don't always end that way...
*By which I mean, moving a microwave probe back and forth along a desk and writing down some readings from a voltmeter.
Tomorrow I just go in for the Christmas service and then that's the term over and I can do anything I want for the next three weeks, free of schoolwork. Well, except holiday homework. Which is just my Computing project, which I actually enjoy working on somewhat. And my Physics project, which isn't great but doesn't require too much work.
And several Maths exercises and prelims...
Okay, so I've got some schoolwork, but nothing that can't be easily done if I pace myself and just do a little each day. Or maybe I'll leave it right up until the last couple of days then madly scramble to get everything done.
Enough of that for now, I think. School today was another easy day – half an hour of actual Physics work* followed by a couple of Simpsons episodes (classic from series four: Mr Plow and Whacking Day) in the morning then we skipped Computing because the teacher wasn't going to be there. Funny story, actually. My good friend and constant source of amusement, Jimerson, was planning to show up five minutes late for his Accounts class to finish a song on Guitar Hero. But, being Jimerson, he got distracted and ended up not realising the time until his class only had five minutes left.
The interhouse public speaking competition took place in the afternoon. A couple of friends of mine, Sam Potter and Sam Stafford, were speaking for their respective houses. Potter had an interesting talk on intelligent design that won him a prize last year and Stafford had a surprisingly deep look at the idea of free will. Stafford's talk was also completely, unceasingly hilarious.
He didn't really have many planned jokes so most of it was either spontaneous or purely in his delivery. He could easily have got just as many laughs by standing up their and reading the dictionary. Unfortunately, he lost out to some boring talk that managed to confuse body language with medical symptoms. Even those on the winning team agreed that he should probably have got it.
And that was that, aside from the scramble at the end of the day to clear out the common room of all our various bits of electronic junk. I'm fairly sure I got everything but I may yet end up going to church tomorrow with a couple of N64 games stuffed in my pocket.
I've never been quite sure why the school always has to have a church Christmas service. I suspect that it's now more out of tradition than any overriding religious concern.
But it shouldn't take long and it's always a good feeling to walk out at the end of the whole thing knowing that it marks the end of a school term. My last Christmas term, come to think of it. A yearly event in my life for over a decade and tomorrow will be my last one... a strange thought.
Well, I'm going to head off to bed now. Maybe once the holidays come I'll have the time and energy to write posts that don't always end that way...
*By which I mean, moving a microwave probe back and forth along a desk and writing down some readings from a voltmeter.
posted by Alasdair Corbett at
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