Running away to Paris with a cold♥

Hey Guys.

If you don't hate the common cold, you aren't normal. At the moment I've got it, and lets just say, it isn't fun. Most people would now think that this was an excuse to get off school, but in my family, you have to be properly sick to be absent. Now every sentence I make ends with a sneeze, for example, hey guys do you want to go to the year 8 court ya- aaaa-choo! Not that exciting if you ask me. But of course, I didn't catch it, no, it was my father. Thanks Dad, I caught my horrid cold from you. After he gave me it, he ran away to Paris! Well, he didn't exactly, it was a conference meeting or what-ever. But still! 

Right now though, I'm sitting in front of the fire, drinking hot Ribena , writing my blog, which does help a lot though.


Today in our assembly, Ms Smith basically told the whole of year 8 off for signing a petition to make the 'KS3 COURTYARD' into the 'YEAR 8 COURTYARD' again. I still call it the year 8 courtyard because I refuse it to be for all of KS3!
Basically she told us that we were being unfair to the year 7's and the  rest of the school. She decided not to read out the list of names which made me breath a sigh of relief because my name was first. It was first!  When the petition was created they asked me to sign a blank piece of paper and I PUT MY NAME ON THE TOP, then I EVEN ADDED A REASON! I'm surprised Ms Smith hasn't murdered me, but I guess nearly the whole of Year 8 signed it so she cant get too angry at us.
*sigh of relief*

If you like netball, please tell me why you do, because when-ever I do it... well I can't. I struggle with netball more than an obese person struggles not to eat a burger. That is a lot. But I guess I do laugh during the sessions because of my fails at trying. Lets think of what happened today then...

1) The ducking
Well, I was trying to get the sun out of my eyes and somebody passed to me. I wasn't looking in the direction of the ball (another amazing moment) when I did eventually look in the direction of it, it was coming right for my face.

 I'm not sure what you would do if a ball is getting thrown at your face, but I would duck, by instinct. So I ducked and the opposition got the ball. It was humiliating!

2) The hand tricks
In netball these days, I do a lot of hand tricks. You know when a dancer waves one arm and then waves the other (a body wave dance), well I've done that a lot lately. The other lesson I did it from my shoulder to my hand and I threw the ball to the GS (goal shooter) so we scored. Yay, it worked that time in a positive way, but it didn't today. I did a wave but I couldn't catch it! So it shot off of my hand, but luckily into my team mate's! The 'team mate' was the one who had passed to me earlier, and she ran like a cheetah when she saw what would happen. Today she kind of saved me I guess. I kind of need to thank her still...

Well, that's it for today x please follow my blog and I'll update ASAP x sorry it was quite short, I didn't have that much time.  x BYE x☻