Hug A GI Day/Tavern Day/Employee Appreciation Day
2005-03-04 @ 9:34 p.m.

One year of slacking pays off with an A1 for French 'AO'. Right. Nonetheless, congratulations to all the Humanities people for scoring the same grade! We met Mr Quenot and Mme Faussat at Junction 8, and naturally, we thanked them. The former for teaching us and putting up with our sometimes insane behaviour, the latter for not making us freak out during the oral examination. Mr Tay's worried about our class, because after consistently topping our faculty for his subject (and earning our seats at the back of LT4 last year), we did badly for the latest lecture test. Thus began a long discussion about how we're all very tired, and it's just one of those things. Anyway, he's promised us a party at his house if we can rise above the stereotype of Arts students and get 100% As for Mathematics. Of course, the cynical perspective is that he's making a promise he doesn't expect to have to keep, but I'd like to think otherwise. There were 13 people in school today! The rest were probably trying to avoid the GP essay we were supposed to do, which Mr Purvis told us to give up on after an hour. The girls happily went off to watch Hitch, and the rest of us scattered for the usual Friday delirium before 'S' Papers start. English 'S' was good today, even if it was another reminder that falling out of love happens so much faster than falling in. Mr Purvis is somehow a different person when he talks about poetry, as opposed to when he's talking about our texts, either Eliot or Hardy. He seems happier during 'S' Paper, less of the tortured man displaying itself then. He isn't half-bad as a poet really, maybe I should tell him that someday...