Dear Die-ary...

Hoorah. I have finished some Business Studies work I was... working on. It was a long and agonising project where we had to 'create' a business, and decide whether it's a good or a crap idea. I believe they chose this project so they could laugh at our ideas and interests. To dilute this pain, I chose a computer shop business. But then, I found that this idea is quite... trivial, so I couldn't write so much about it. But, no matter, as it is now done.

One thing, though, the teachers at my skool seem to be... treating me nicer. It's weird, terrifying, and traumatising. My physics teacher, at one point, came up to me and held up his arm as if to put it 'round me, but instead it shook, much like a wave, and he put it down. It was like... when people hold up their hand to do a high-5, only to find that the other person rejects this wonderful offer. Then, he tried to help me with my work. This, I can understand, but this is what really quite worries me: "Just keep calm." Keep calm?? What have the teachers been discussing in the staff room?? I can't say what happened on Monday, which caused me to be off skool, but as far as I know, he's not supposed to know what happened. But from the evidence laid before me, Mrs Salt's broke her promise.

And now I can't think of anything to say in front of all these other people, who are currently screaming at my teacher for some reason. So I leave for now.