It seems that the whole sad art teacher thing has left everyone's minds, as today she showed an extrordinary amount of drunk behaviour despite the fact that she had not been drinking. Maybe all the stress made her insane. So this is my Gold/Old today. Gold: Gold? Old? I'm not suuure. Who cares, it happened today... and sort of yesterday as well, 'cept that was about grey markers and that was MEAN. Okay I'll just say it was gold. *aheeeem* Our after school art class, and Ms Kirkwood. Or rather, "after hours" Kirky, Ms "I don't have to be a teacher if I don't want to because it's after school so I can do whatever I want *mumble* *mumble* *cackle*" Kirkwood. Kirkwood: "Shut up Ellie." Ellie:"Why? They're all crap. Aren't they. AREN'T THEY!" K: "Yeah, they are actually." (a few of us in unison): "WHAT?!" K: "What?" Bek (with a k): "That's soooo mean!" Me: "Yeah, I would so go home and cry if you told me that." K: "Oh shut up. What's the big deal?" Jess: "You're a teacher!" K: "But its after school. I don't have to be a teacher anymore." E: "So does that mean we can swear?" B: "Fu(k yes!" *group laugh* K: "Listen. I was joking. JOOOOOKING." E: "No you weren't! THEY ARE CRAP!" K: "SHUT UP ELLIE!!" K: "Oh, I get it. The hearts are your potential solutions! Ohhh thats so cuuute." Me: "No, not really." K: "And you put the $50 bucks under here..." J: "What?" K: "$50!" *starts to piss herself laughing* Me: "Ooohhhh. I get it. Real money." J: "So accepting bribes now eh Kirky?" K: *laughing* J: "You do realise that's not even funny. No one else is laughing." *conversation about my trials ("Hey have you seen her folio?" "But what about my potential..."), everyone around my folio as she goes through it. I start to cough so I reach for my water.* K: ".....waater?" Me: "Huh?" K: "*mumble* ehyeheheyeheyhe YOUR WATER!" J&Me: "What?!" K: "WATER!!! THAT!!" *cackle* Me: "Nope, seriously, not getting you." J: "It's because she's mumbling." K: *giggle* "No." Me: "Yeah, she needs to annunciate..." J: "Yes, I always get told off in Drama because I don't PRONOUNCE MY WORDS PROPERLY... and don't speak LOUDLY enough!" K: *louder giggle* J: "Yes so Mr Cash taught us that we had to speak from our diaphragm." K: "Did you tell him that you weren't wearing a diaphragm?" At this point she just lost it, putting her head on the table and pissing herself laughing. I was staring at her with horror: "EW!", Jess told her it was completely wrong, and Bec and Ellie just shook their heads and laughed with disbelief. And she didn't stop laughing for aaages. K: "How come every single time I say something just a liiittle bit rude I get yelled at, but when you insult me you can get away with it?" B: "Because you're a teacher." K: "Blah blah blah. I'm a teacher. So what!" J: "Okay Kirky, you have to admit that diaphragm thing was uncalled for." K: *who just remembered the earlier joke* "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA... Heeey, have you seen this book? OI! You. Why aren't you listening! HEY! YOU!" Me: *realising she is talking to me* Huh? B: *laughs* "Everytime she says something to you you say huh!" Me: "Because she doesn't. Make. SENSE." K: "Why doesn't anyone listen to me?!" Me: "BECAUSE YOU WERE TALKING TO BEK!" K: "Well look at it." *holds up something completely irrelavent to me, anything I have ever done, and anything I will do in the future* Me: "Mm. That's greeaaaat." I swear that woman is mentally insane. It got to the stage where she was laughing to herself at the front desk, ranting about her son to no one, and yelling "OH PISS OFF!" for no reason. Freaking maniac. Gold: "Oh, what's that stuff you have on your eyes? The lash stuff? The stuff... You knoooow, the stuffffff." - Farah Gold: Daaancing even though Babs wasn't there Gold: "Wow, I really like your lashes. Nicely done." - Cici Gold: Intruding Nicole's Studio class Gold: Meliss wanting to be a maths nerd so coming and sitting in on my catch up lesson because I'm failing :D Gold: The art teacher telling me to rip out all the pages in my folio, getting distracted, yelling at me because I didn't do a grid, telling me to rip them out again, getting distracted, telling me she liked my year 11 work, asking for a copy, realising she has a copy because she copied it, getting distracted and telling me to rip out all the pages in my folio. All of that and she didn't even help me with potential solutions. And then getting distracted again and whing when she went through Bek's folio... "Buuuut I've alreaaady seeeeeeeen all this!!!!!!! Seen it. Seen it. Blah blah blah, seen it, seen it." Child. Gold: "MIIIISSSS RUUUUUSSSSEEELLLLL! I want the Hitler stiiiicker noooooow, so I can wear it on my juuuuumper!" Nadine sat there for the entire French lesson, reading this crap French Revolutions book that was -supposed- to come around the class, but for some reason it stopped at Nadine and stayed there. And she never got the sticker. Suuuuck. Old: Maths catch up lesson Old: The teacher looking at me and saying slowly "Do yooou geeet iiiit??" like I'm stupid. Pah. Old: Not knowing what to do once I was kicked out of the school at 5 Old: Not getting help with my potential solutions. Old: Mlle Russell. Old: Maddie offering me a chocolate biscuit, Ms Kirkwood refusing, then me realising I shouldn't have one either, shhhyeah, allergies, and then everyone laughing at me cause I ate it anyway.