Monday 19 May 2008

Practise, practise, practise till becomes your practice.

Arl was asking me why I haven't been writing my blog so much recently - which I thought was pretty dumb question considering that she's got even less work to do than me (reference here to the fact that my sadistic father sends me to a tutor every Saturday so I get my school homework PLUS homework from my tutor) and she's always stressed to the max - so how does she think I feel?
Just about every teacher is giving us tests to get us ready for the exams after half term - which are mock exams for our real mocks in January. And when you think that the mocks are practice exams for the real things next year, then the mocks for the mocks are practices for the practices. So all the test we're doing at the moment are practices for the practices for the practices. And if anyone's even tempted to say `practice makes perfect' forget it, because all practice does is make me very peed off!
Anyway, Daniel's coming over tonight. We're supposed to be revising together but I've got this new sugar plum sparkly lip gloss, so I think I'll need to try it out on his lips. After all, if I'm ever going to be a perfect kisser, I'll need all the practice I can get!