Monday Monkey lives for the Weekend

So as I've mentioned before Monday is my D Day, actually no that's a bad analogy D Day for me was last Tuesday when i started the second half of exams after the epic fail that was Geography. So what does that make Monday, if I'm going to carry on with this ridiculous WWII analogy that is.
One quick google search later and it turns out its VE day. Now that that's sorted i can explain why. In the morning i have my final exam. British Foreign Policy is the topic. I've actually really enjoyed it this year, although arguably after geography Ive found it the hardest. Essay writing has never been my strong suit, and in the practice essays we've been doing all year i've gotten mainly c's from "Street Commie" only finally getting my first A from him literally the last lesson before we went on study leave. But want i really like is discussion. In my history book i kid you not i have written in less than a quarter of it. Mainly cause "Street Commie" is really good at getting people to talk in lessons. Anywho so that's the morning.

Now to the other cause of stress on Monday. For this story i must flash back to Friday, imagine wooshy noises in your head please. I just finished my C2 exam about to head downtown and drink copious amounts of tea and as i get my bag from the common room i see my name on a sheet of paper on the door. A while back there were the votes for Quintet and prefects. I distinctly remember volunteering for prefect as i was aware that i had fuck all on my UCAS form. In my history lesson after "The Scottish Teacher" talked to me about if i had gone for quintet, i said no because i wasn't sure how much i could put in to it. In a geography lesson later on "Upside down Clown" talked about the same thing to me. So i guess i wasn't to surprised to find that someone had put my name down for Quintet. So the sheet of paper was a list of people who had to go for interviews for positions on the Quintet. Fair enough i thought. After talking to my parents i have decided that i might as well go for it. I wanted to be a prefect anyway it cant be that much of a problem to go one step up. So i check the sheet write down my interview time and date. But being the dum ass i am i only wrote Monday. So now i have no idea whether its this Monday or some other Monday. Its really annoying as for the interview I'm supposed to write a paragraph on why i want to be a quintet. So i have no idea whether i have to write it today for this Monday. So i sent an email to Sheldon in the hopes that he can either find out himself or talk to someone who would know.

I may have to just write it anyway, which would be fucking annoying if it turned out i didn't need to. I may write it here first and try and get some opinions from people who aren't my mother, who upon finding out i had to write a paragraph immediately gave me a list of things i should "subtly hint at." Half the stuff sounds more like the answer to a question in a job interview, "What is your major weakness?" Answer: "Why my inteses desire to achieve perfection of course." (Credit to the divider of the Red Sea for that one) Any who that's all folks, just a thought but would a killer sign off phrase be to sad or not? Yea it probably would.

PS does anyone know how to turn of email alerts from facebook, its starting to really piss me off.