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		<title>Three Things That Have Annoyed Me Today</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[1. Sleepwalking
Mine in particular. I sort of half sleep walk and talk sometimes, and it happened again last night. Basically I get up, start yelling something random at my Mum and Dad, and either go downstairs or climb into their bed. Then the next morning I only have vague memories (if any) of what I [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>1. Sleepwalking</strong><br />
Mine in particular. I sort of half sleep walk and talk sometimes, and it happened again last night. Basically I get up, start yelling something random at my Mum and Dad, and either go downstairs or climb into their bed. Then the next morning I only have vague memories (if any) of what I did the previous night. For instance last night I can remember going downstairs and watching &#8216;Would I Lie To You??&#8217; then later on repeatedly telling my Dad, &#8220;I didn&#8217;t order any beads&#8221;. Oh, &#8217;cause that&#8217;s relevant at 2&#8242;o&#8217;clock in the morning. It&#8217;s frustrating &#8217;cause my Mum gets angry that she misses out on sleep because of my shouting and such. Good job it doesn&#8217;t happen that often.</p>
<p><strong>Enrolling At College</strong><br />
Today I skipped going to my normal college to enrol for my night course at the other college I went to last year.<br />
Me: I&#8217;d like to enrol for A2 level English please.<br />
Person at door: Do you have a reference number??<br />
Me: Whaaaa??<br />
Person at Door: You better go see the woman on the desk then.</p>
<p>*Goes to desk*</p>
<p>Me: Hi, I&#8217;ve been told to come here for a reference number for A2 level English.<br />
Woman on Desk: You don&#8217;t need one, just go get the forms from the person at the door.</p>
<p>*Angrily goes to get forms, fills in forms and walks up the stairs to Stage 2*</p>
<p>Me: I&#8217;m enrolling for A2 level English, where do I go??<br />
Stage 2 Person: Do you have a reference number??<br />
Me: No, they said I didn&#8217;t need one.<br />
Stage 2 Person: Okay, wait here for a minute.</p>
<p>*Waits there for ten minutes*</p>
<p>Stage 2 Person: Sorry you can&#8217;t enrol without a reference number. You&#8217;ll need to see the woman on the desk.</p>
<p>FFS!!</p>
<p>Me: Apparently I need a reference number, could you give me one of those??<br />
Woman on Desk: Fill in these details and we&#8217;ll ring you with one tomorrow.</p>
<p>So I have to wait till tomorrow!! I come all the way to town and queue for ages to come back tomorrow!! It&#8217;s only one course *inserts shouty swearing*. GRRRRRRRRRRR.</p>
<p><strong>3. My Form Tutor</strong><br />
Me and my form tutor tend to have a lot of debates in form about various things. For instance, one time she was yelling at me and my friend for not getting up ready for a rehearsal in drama.</p>
<p>Her: I TOLD YOU TWO TO GET UP AND START THE REHEARSAL!!<br />
Me: No you didn&#8217;t, when did you say that??<br />
Her: I&#8217;ve asked you three times.<br />
Me: You haven&#8217;t asked us at all, I think we would have heard you.<br />
Her: Amy, don&#8217;t answer back to me.<br />
Me: Well it&#8217;s stupid, you always exaggerate things so you can sound like you have some authority.<br />
Her: Amy, I did ask you and Nicola to do that.<br />
Me: I don&#8217;t care. It&#8217;s not even worth having this argument.<br />
*Walks away*<br />
Her: Don&#8217;t you walk away from me!!<br />
*Continues walking*</p>
<p>It&#8217;s just little arguments like that every so often, but today she managed to annoy me without me even being in school. My sister, Lucy, who&#8217;s a year younger than me told me that she had an argument with my form tutor today. Apparently she was walking round the music block and my form tutor yelled at her for doing so, even though we&#8217;re allowed to. Silly woman.</p>
<p>I think I&#8217;m gonna make the next entry a little more cheerful, haha.</p>
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