A day full of raucus

For once, a blog post in the middle (well fine early second half) of the day! This should certainly save me a lot of sleep, not to mention readership. Have I got stories for you!

So, today's tale begins during Period 2, Maths. Chilling outside the second-floor classroom, okes are chatting, Men in Suits are fighting, Founders is coming late to class, etc etc, the usual deal. Guy asks if he can borrow my phone to sms his piano teacher. I whip it out my pocket and through it to him in a graceful arc, as Guy's general inexperience with playing cricket caused it to slip through his fingers. His expert reflexes were not enough to save it as he scrabbled for it in mid-air, and while the rest of us stood frozen, it fell to its doom with a resounding clatter.

Once we got over canning ourselves, we took a look at what was left of the phone (ie everything, intact). Everyone else was going to class, but Guy and I were stuck searching for the aerial (which had disappeared under a bush). Found it, screwed it back in, switched the phone on. It's working fine, except for the fact that it thought it was midnight on the 1st of January 2000. Oh well, minor setback.

My conclusion: I would sacrifice not having BBM any day for this (sorry Kathryn). I love the fact that my phone can survive two drownings and a 7 meter drop. No iPhone or BlackBerry could ever do that... This realm belongs to Motorola bricks!

I finished Mortal Engines by Philip Reeve, it's such a steampunky book but everyone dies in the end. Which is a cost. I was just starting to like the characters, and now you have to go and kill them at the end... Nooooo!

Rush to finish my Eisteddfod compositions... run to the music school, finish off, run back, run back again to get Joe and tell him to haul some ass, run back, set up the drums, play the drums, pack away the drums. Life goes on... The house is actually sounding really good (when people remember to come in on time), and I think we have a real shot at top 3 this year.

Oh yeah, back to the second funny story... So the guys have all been reading my blog in History class and having a good laugh about it. John says he's going to pull it up at house meetings tomorrow, so hopefully he'll pick a decent quote from this post. And not the fact that a photo of me drumming with no shirt exists and is a potential candidate for the Mallett slideshow. Uh-uh, not that. Well, at least my housemaster isn't reading my blog anymore, or so I suspect/hope.

The other funny thing is that my brother has hockey social today/night... WITH GIRLS!! So, the full monty: hair gel, mints, tie (!)... I just hope he doesn't end up as epic fail with the women as I do! Well, considering he's wearing a tie with no collar of any sort, I'm not sure how well that will go down. Well, at least his name isn't Jett, or Clyde, or Keith. That's a major turn-off, so I'm told. Maybe I should change my name to something like Edward. Or become a vampire. Fudge, Twilight is such a stupid movie... Not that I've watched it/read the books in any way shape or form, I would never degrade myself to that level.

So that's it for today, I hope you have enough stuff to laugh about tomorrow... Stay tuned for more daily blog posts.