Blogworthiness.

You really have to worry about yourself (and your English teacher's teaching methods) when you're sitting in your lesson and feel compelled to turn to the person next to you (Fi, not just some random,) and say "For some reason, this feels blogworthy."

The reason it was so blogworthy is that it consisted of six of us (seven if you count Rosie, who wandered in half way through the lesson - and I'm gonna make the mental note I make every time I see Rosie - LOSE WEIGHT BROOKE! You could look like that!) sitting around, discussing structures for commentaries, which I cannot bring myself to stick to anyway. And all The Beave could do was to write on the board helpful things such as "Grammar. Audience. Purpose." I mean, c'mon, does she want to be taken seriously or not?

Funny, ironic, ridiculously lame - I'd say any situation which you could label with one of these words can be classed as blogworthy. The label for today in general would be "ridiculously lame" seeing as it's 2:44, I should be in ICT, I have an ICT exam next Friday, and I'm at home.

I'd like to pretend that I'm concerned about the cancellation of our lesson, but a) I've come to expect it, and b) I'm lazy. I'm actually quite glad of this opportunity to bum around listening to Lit and texting George instead of revising Management Information Systems.

In other news, my friend Ali (also an open mic-er) was given Nic's spare Matchbox Twenty ticket last night so I don't feel so bad about not going.