Gotta Take the Good With the Bad

So on Tuesday, i didn't go into school in the morning even though i said i would....

Oops.

But i did go in.....in the afternoon.

I woke and still felt like crap, slightly better but crap overall. Then i had a realisation. All my tests were in the afternoon, so i suggested to my mum if i could just go in for the afternoon so i didn't miss the tests. She didn't like it for some reason but my dad did and so it eventually ended up that way.

I went in and did the 1st part of the maths paper. I thought i would be sitting the one i missed on Monday but i just slotted into doing the same (calculator) test with the rest of the class, which was an annoyance coz i was more prepared for the non-calculator.
But i needn't have worried. The paper was pretty easy, and for me, thats saying something. I answered all the questions and i felt quite good about it, was only the first half but at least i did my best.

Music theory test came after this and it was bareable. Difficult enough but not to the point of impossible.

I don't need to say anything about biology apart from it was crap.


And so, today.

2 tests.

Maths part 2 was the 2nd half of the calculator paper and it was a lot harder than the 1st half. Loads of angles and volumes and triangles and circles.

Ugh.

Think i did ok but i wont get my hopes up yet.

And the media exam which counted for 20% of my final exam result was after lunch. I found out we had to leave english 15 minutes early, that was good, we got an hour to do the paper.
45 minutes just isn't enough and the extra 15 were really helpful.
Still had to write quick but i got to fill in some of the gaps after i finished. Didn't really stop writing at all so i have quite a good feeling about it although analysing the front page of The Sun isn't really anything exciting.


I was so relived when i plonked myself down on the bus after that test. Still got a sore head and i feel quite tired but the only thing i have to worry about now is the other maths paper tomorrow.

So, when got home i thought, due to the majority of my tests out of the way i would play my bass for a bit, some Muse, always cheers me up....



EXCEPT WHEN THE FUCKING NEIGHBOURS COMPLAIN ABOUT THE NOISE!!!

Which btw, they've done before.

I hate our neighbous on both sides. We live in a terraced house. 4 houses joined to each other. Pretty small, we're one of the middle houses which sucks coz we're surrounded on all sides.
If we had one of the houses on the end then i could make more noise but as only one wall divides our houses, it alters my bass playing.

That pisses me off greatly.

I'm in the middle of having pretty much the only fun i'll get today then my mum tells me i have to stop.

All coz of our moany neighbours, who, i shall say, i have never got on with and i never will. And the thing is, i've played it louder than i was playing it just there and they haven't said anything....

But getting interrupted like that really puts you on a downer. I'm actually quite angry right now.
I'm quite surprised they can hear anything being that fuckin old but there ya are....


To be honest, the title of this post doesn't really make much sense. Should be more like "Gotta Take the Bad With the Bad" coz this week has been nothing short of awful really.
I've missed tests, missed important school work, been feeling ill and now i can't even....reward myself.

And now i'm probably making everybody else feel bad coz they've got to read about me feeling bad.
Sorry, wasn't quite what i had intended. This post was going to look a lot different up until half an hour ago.

Thank my neighbours.


Cheers,
Rowan


Times like this calls for some loud, angry Rage.
I know i've posted this song before but turn that shit up!