Ah sweet second years. I’m quite a light sleeper and as my ear plugs usually fall out in the night as it gets closer to morning I hear things from outside. This morning at around 6 I heard loud screams and my first sleepy thoughts were ‘gosh, these people in Kurt Hahn activity really need to calm things down’. (Kurt Hahn do extreme hard-core outdoor activities) They just kept screaming, but it was far away and I wasn’t really awake. Turns out I should have woken up.
6:30 Oli Ford runs into our room telling us we all need to get up right now. Don’t grab anything. Go. Downstairs. Outside. Barefoot, pyjamas on, into the muddy grass. Spray some water on us sure, why not? All first years, now say cheese. Yes it’s our yearbook photo. Got to love the second years.
As the yearbook is for the graduating year we don’t have much to do with it, besides that one lovely picture and various groups that we’re in.
Turns out the screams I had heard earlier were Whittaker, they made them run down to the sea apparently K
As the yearbook is for the graduating year we don’t have much to do with it, besides that one lovely picture and various groups that we’re in.
Turns out the screams I had heard earlier were Whittaker, they made them run down to the sea apparently K
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As I was already awake I didn’t see the point of going back to sleep for only 20 minutes. So I made it to early breakfast for the first time! There’s an ‘early breakfast crew’ that arrives at 7:15 every morning to eat breakfast. Why, I do not know. But I was a proud member.
Since I left the house so early I didn’t see that it was SNOWING until I reached my history classroom. Where I was doing a time-in class essay, Kate probably thought something funny was going on for the amount of times I would simply turn in my chair to be sure it hadn’t stopped. Sadly the ground was wet and it didn’t stay, but for a few hours, without a doubt there was snow :D
As I was already awake I didn’t see the point of going back to sleep for only 20 minutes. So I made it to early breakfast for the first time! There’s an ‘early breakfast crew’ that arrives at 7:15 every morning to eat breakfast. Why, I do not know. But I was a proud member.
Since I left the house so early I didn’t see that it was SNOWING until I reached my history classroom. Where I was doing a time-in class essay, Kate probably thought something funny was going on for the amount of times I would simply turn in my chair to be sure it hadn’t stopped. Sadly the ground was wet and it didn’t stay, but for a few hours, without a doubt there was snow :D
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Ruyi’s showering! My amazing dorm mate is 18 today! Which means she didn’t actually get a showering… she got a pooling! My brave girl. I asked her if she was sure, we could throw her in the indoor pool, and she said she could do it.
Ruyi’s showering! My amazing dorm mate is 18 today! Which means she didn’t actually get a showering… she got a pooling! My brave girl. I asked her if she was sure, we could throw her in the indoor pool, and she said she could do it.
The preparations have never been so stressful:
Chloe and I tried to make a cake. It’s hard to do so when you have no eggs or vegetable oil….
Borrow one egg from Manin, two from the houseparent’s. Still no vegetable oil… hmm… maybe extra virgin olive oil won’t be so different? Okay sure, let’s use that. No one will know. (Which I don’t think they did to be honest). Try and cook said cake in the microwave oven. An hour later and the bottom is still liquid. Noooooo. Stress.
Get Ruyi down to the pool without dropping her. Stress that we can’t find candles- wait, Savannah has candles! Savannah leaves entourage going to the pool and runs to Whittaker.
Ruyi into the pool. So cold, she can barely swim to the edge, I freak out and feel like a torturous roommate. Get her out. Throw blankets and towels on her…. Whoops it’s already 10:20, no time for hugs. Back to the house to sing her Happy Birthday.
Get Ruyi down to the pool without dropping her. Stress that we can’t find candles- wait, Savannah has candles! Savannah leaves entourage going to the pool and runs to Whittaker.
Ruyi into the pool. So cold, she can barely swim to the edge, I freak out and feel like a torturous roommate. Get her out. Throw blankets and towels on her…. Whoops it’s already 10:20, no time for hugs. Back to the house to sing her Happy Birthday.
Sing. And then again in Chinese. 10:30, but the houseparent’s don’t seem annoyed…
Anyways, our dorm is having a dinner on Friday night to celebrate J
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AC MUN. Will have to do a further blog about this. It’s this Friday and Saturday afternoon. Should be getting my itinerary soon to know all the details.
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Student Council. We have a President and a Secretary (now being called Vice-President instead). They’re voted in by the school. There are thirteen people running for the two seats this year, their speeches are tonight at 9:00 in Bradenstoke. Going to be interesting J
AC MUN. Will have to do a further blog about this. It’s this Friday and Saturday afternoon. Should be getting my itinerary soon to know all the details.
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Student Council. We have a President and a Secretary (now being called Vice-President instead). They’re voted in by the school. There are thirteen people running for the two seats this year, their speeches are tonight at 9:00 in Bradenstoke. Going to be interesting J
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TOK has begun… next week. I found out I’ve lost my W code. Not sure which two out of the three classes will be gone until my teacher, Alex Bird, tells us what is best for him. I’m quite excited to have him as my teacher, he is in my French Ab Initio class (learning it for his French girlfriend) and seems like he’ll do the job of confusing us, but not too terribly, quite well.
TOK has begun… next week. I found out I’ve lost my W code. Not sure which two out of the three classes will be gone until my teacher, Alex Bird, tells us what is best for him. I’m quite excited to have him as my teacher, he is in my French Ab Initio class (learning it for his French girlfriend) and seems like he’ll do the job of confusing us, but not too terribly, quite well.
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