Dear Die-ary...

Have a guess where Dib just kicked Zim. Go on, guess.

Jesus Christ, Superstar, looks like a girl and he wears a bra... Heh, just kidding. Aheh... Jesus Christ, I spent the past... hmm... 5 hours or so doing a bleeding Romiet and Julio essay. Boy, was that fun!!! And I wasn't even starting and finishing it. Hmmmmmm...

Anyway, when I got home today, I found a perculiar looking postcard on the doormat. It had a pencil on it, and some words... I think they were 'Maths Department, Parkstone Grammar School', or something like that. On the other side, it had stuff about me being an 'excellent worker' and blah blah blah. It was nice, but it would've been nicer if it didn't have an box.

Back to my skoolday... The first 2 hours were Art. What made this worse was the teacher's evaluation on our past project work (Fauvism). But what the teacher did to me was NOT FAIR. She got out my magpie picture... I'll remind you:

THAT one. Anyway, she got it out, got a crap biro picture of a greek mask done by some 11th year, put them side-by-side, and called up a few members of our class. Hava guess what happened next. She said to them, "I won't tell you whose is whose," (though it's bloody obvious because we haven't been doing greek masks...) "but I want you to say which one you prefer." As expected, they pointed to mine. Suddenly, another teacher comes along, and the same question was prompted to her. And she said the magpie, too. It's just too obvious which one she wants you to go for. The 'volunteers' went back, and the suddenly-appearing teacher asked if she could look through my book. I gave a negative answer, and tried to yank it from her, but she would not let go. Neither would I. But I was made to hand it over, and while the teacher was reading it, she seemed to have a face filled with disappointment, and she handed the book back quickly before she went too far. I still remember that horror-sticken face... That evaluation was more to do with the picture of the magpie than the fauvism project. And, as Nikki has experienced, she called my work "cheeky". I do worry sometimes, you know.

At least I got two grade higher than my last one...

Because my work was "cheeky".

# Bobbin slithered back into the shadows at 9:48 PM