HCl

NaNoWriMo. I'm insane.
This morning I have been present as hydrochloric acid was unsurgically inserted into Helena's ear. Ouch.
I now have to play with milk, lipase and bile salts.

Pizza

In Biology just now, Jenny, Jenna and Angela were talking about me. It took me a moment to realise, as of course, I wasn't supposed to hear them. It was something about my nails. They were being deregoratory about my nails, imagine. "Didn't you know she's a mosher?" Jenna asked.
"Is she?" inquired Jenny, all interst, looking at me. I laughed at her, and she looked embarrassed. I didn't mind - it was all very amusing.
The lesson was amusing as a whole.
I'm hungry, and people are talking about cheese and tomato pizza a lot.

Layouts

eniddy is bitching about me in full view of everyone in her journal. The point is, sexy_saba now has a very pretty journal, modelled a little bit on mine.
Go look.

Parents' evening

Just got back from my school's parents' evening. Pedar behaved characteristically, as he was very reluctant to go, and anxious to get the whole thing over with. I think he may have slightly unnerved my subject teachers, who were all quite nice. They all predict A* grades for me, and that's all well and good. Pedar wondered why people spend so long with the teachers at their little desks. "We do it in two minutes," he said, "so why can't they do the same?"
Frankly, I didn't know. Maybe these people are just long-winded.
I met Helena briefly - she said Mrs Jopling was a little scathing about her, telling her she rushes too much, and sometimes it's hard to get her and me to shut up. She didn't say anything of this to me, but I do understand, in a way. It can't be easy for her to have to teach Helena and me, especially as we're good enough friends to occasionally finish each other's sentences.
The one teacher whose opinion I actually wanted to hear was Mrs Enstone, and she was actually quite nice about me. She told me I have a talent that is "absolutely exceptional" and she predicts good things for me.
So it's all well and good. Pedar was his usual self about it - when I asked him what he thought, he said, "Nothing unexpected."
And that's that.