So far it's been a good week, since last Friday every night i've been out practicing and improving my skating,  yeah, that's right I finally got a board, it was Lor's old board actually, and it's mine until I buy the darkstar i'm saving up for :)

Lor's is the white darkstar, my board is the middle one (apparently an old Alien) and Kenny's is the end Tony Hawk board.

Actually, over the past few days we've been going into the nearby skatepark as it's getting dark, so we can practice when no ones around. I know i'm not very good, but we decided to walk around a few of the ramps, and I thought to myself 'hey, here's a measly little ramp, i'll have a go at going down it'. There was actually a few little kids on their scooters there, and I told them I was shit, so if I fell they could laugh because it would be funny. Turns out that measly little ramp was almost the death of me (not literally). Instead of leaning forward on my board, I leaned backwards and obviously fell backwards and fell flat on my back, bearing in mind the hard concrete floor made it 10x worse. But it was absolutely hilarious, honestly, although I couldn't move properly for about 2 hours, it was worth it.

Also, the day after that, we went to the skatepark again and this little kid riding a scooter questioned my skills. This is how the conversation went.

Him: Can you skate good?
Me: I'm only just beginning.
Him: Can you do kickflips?
Me: No, i've literally just been skating for under a week.
Him: Can you do ollies?
Me: No, (obviously if I can't do kickflips I can't do ollies)
Him: Can you even skate?
Me: Yeah. 

I then get on my board, and show myself up by falling off because I pushed off too hard. Later on when we left, this little kid, once again started being a dick insulting how shit I was (which I already know, haha!). So me and Lor turned around and fucking owned up. Seriously though, unless you're a natural, it takes a while to properly get confident on a skateboard whereabouts on a scooter you're already good at it because you have support with a handle, unlike a skateboard where it just... well a board.

This was also the day Jay asked me if I wanted to create a band with him and I was literally taken back, I was absolutely speechless but i'm freaking excited now! So sometime next week we might stay behind and practice. It's going to be helish!

And that's been my week so far!

But also there's supposed to be this new kid joining tomorrow and my mate Keith has to show him around! :D woo new fwend.

~RachLaDudette

I probably wouldn't have wrote this blog until the weekend if I hadn't of urged myself to update.

Yesterday my brother got into a fight... Yes, my 11 year old brother got into a fight. He's only been at the school for 4 month, and already he has had his first year 7 fight. He isn't the type of kid that is a trouble maker, he is just extremely clumsy.

What happened was, he was waiting to go into his textiles lesson, and playfully tapped this lad on the top of his head, the boy started pushing him, and as my brother shoved him back he accidentally clipped this other lad on his face. So this 2nd boy he mistakenly hit, started punching him, and then punched him in the neck twice, which is really fucking stupid because if you punch someone in the throat you can cause the victim to stop breathing and probably end up dying without fast medical help.

Thankfully my brother was okay, however I think it's extremely fucking irresponsible of the school to not ring my mam or dad, considering my brother may have Autism (which is classed as a disorder) and can't see how little mistakes of being careless can lead to something life-threatening, it's just the way he is. And it's also stupid how people make fun of him for being the way he is as if he purposely acts immature, and don't know that he has a hard time keeping his concentration and being serious about serious things. Which is why I have to keep an eye on him and sometimes and make sure he is okay, which I sometimes get made fun out of for.

Phew, now that that's over and done with, let's get onto something a little different.

Well, today I had double music, which we done practical that I enjoyed as always, we had a supply teacher for ancient history, and I had maths revision for an hour at the end of the day.

I'm not sure if I already raged about revision in a previous blog, but either way I went... for 30 minutes. This was because as I made my way into class the fire alarm went off, so we all had the leave the building and wait for the fire engines to come check out the entire school (the staff room probably burnt toast again like always) and give it the all clear. Which took about 20 minutes and I was over the moon with because I really didn't want to go and then I had to leave 10 minutes early because I had a dentist appointment (which they say my teeth are perfect :D)

What can I say, I think I must carry a lucky charm or something?... or maybe Aliens?

~RachLaDudette

So, Lor wanted me to blog (or seemed like it), so here you go.

Friday, I went to Lauren's house for an early birthday gathering and I really enjoyed it. The 'party' was hat themed, so everybody hat to come wearing a hat, I wore my beanie, Lor wore an Australian hat, Lauren wore on of her 'angry hats'.

Just to fill you in on the creation 'angry hat':

Last year we were doing a workshop with the Young Americans (search it up if you don't know what it is) and at the end of this three day workshop we were going to do a performance. So as we were sitting around waiting for everybody to set up, our friend Lauren who was sitting two rows in front of us, started yelling at a girl because she was constantly kicking her chair. She eventually began to get really angry, and turned around and once again yelled, but only this time her hat fell off. Me and Lor were laughing our heads heads off, and soon came up with the phrase 'angry hat'. Now whenever Lauren starts losing her cool, we just say 'angry hat' to her to reflect this hilarious moment.

Today, nothing much interesting happened, aside from the fact I was sitting at a dinner table with my friends and this proper fight between Year 9 kids on the table behind us broke out, and they knocked into us as were we eating our dinner, one of them accidentally missed the other one, and punched the back of Kenny's head. Then the whole hall went silent and stood up to watch the fight, then the teachers soon came and broke it all up.

Then after school I had to go to the doctors about my spots on my forehead, my appointment was at 5, there were only a few people in the waiting room yet we had to wait 50 minutes before I had actually gotten seen to. I have to take a course of antibiotics and also a nasal spray for my nose (i've had a blocked nostril for about 2 years now) and then I came home, had my tea and started writing this.

And that's all for today :)

~RachLaDudette