~For when I have nothing better to say or do~
Well, today's here at last- the day of the first semi-final of the Eurovision Song Contest. To say I've been excited about today is a bit of an understatement, given that I've been checking the ESC 2012 Wikipedia page and website every day since last year's contest ended. Literally. Once Azerbaijan had done their little let's-perform-the-winning-song-again bit, I was straight back upstairs, checking Wikipedia for news. Why? Because I like the ESC.
Which, of course, makes me a bad
Updated 22nd May 2012 at 04:19 PM by That Guy
Today was the end-of-year assembly that I was to perform in, and perform in it I did. And I did not disappoint.
Well...that depends on who you are, I suppose.
After all, I had a lot of support. Enough support to get me back into the running order after being cut due to time constraints. To my 'fans', I was what they had been expecting- a spontaneous, random, epic performance that was both excellent and out-of-character for me.
The only disappointment
A little while ago, I blogged the whole situation with my school's end-of-Year-11 assembly, which is on Wednesday next week (exactly two days, to the hour, before our first exam- which is IGCSE Mathematics), and how I signed up to participate, but got cut from the show.
Apparently, that cut had repercussions.
I was on Facebook the day before yesterday, and my friend Elinor (who's co-helping and leading the organisation committee) messaged me out of the blue to tell
So I was coming back to the house I live in at the moment from the house I'm moving to in two months' time, and my father decided to stop half-way home so we could get lunch and refuel the car. And where does he choose to stop? Rugby.
As in, the place I spent most of my childhood. From about 2000 to 2005. So while he was buying my mother and me a coffee, I put forward the idea of going to visit an old friend of mine. You see, we were very good friends since the day we met, and since
So the GCSE exam period is looming at my school, and the Head of our Year decided that we should have a kind of celebrational assembly to...well...celebrate the last two years. I was on the planning committee, and the date is set at Wednesday the 9th of May.
I didn't join the committee explicitly so that I could perform as one of the performing acts in the assembly, but I still offered myself, and surprisingly, I was voted onto the so-called Priority List- a list of 10 acts that would