I can't think of a title, but here's just a recount of my day

First of: I had sausages and mash for lunch and it was great. I've had better but I've certainly had worse so shout out to the cooks at my school.

The morning assembly was just the school self advertising themselves for the new musical the 6th formers were doing called "Grease". It's a typical American school love story, set in the 50's, about some guy and some girl and they're all lovey dovey.

I had a Physics assessment today. As usual I forgot about it and didn't revise beforehand. I realised 3/4 of the way into the test, that there was a poster across the room on the same topic. It was hard to read it as I was about 4 metres away, but I could make out enough for me to cheat from. Somehow the teacher didn't notice; even though she was literally in front of me. 

I didn't do anything in Computing as I did the programming last lesson (I think I was ahead) and so spent the lesson looking at dark humour jokes. We were supposed to code a joke machine which for some reason I was the only one who completed it. The person who sits next to me kept looking at my screen then ripping the jokes from the website I was looking at to use in his program.

I also had the Latin assessment today, which again I didn't revise for. It was all just comprehension but I couldn't remember most of the words in the passage: so I had to translate the 2 or 3 words I knew in that sentence and figure out the rest. I don't have high hopes for the result.

English was that "Point, Evidence, Explain" analysis thing for a character in the book we were studying (An Inspector Calls). I could see the slightly annoying person who sits next to me was trying to make this a a duo thing, but I hate working with people so I ignored her. She's fine, I guess. She just talks too much and distracts me from my work. This is why I sit alone to eat lunch now, as when someone starts a conversation with me; I can't leave or do whatever it was I was doing, so I get stuck socialising for far too long. It takes away brain power having to constantly check what I'm saying before speaking for that long, to make sure I don't say the wrong thing and unintentionally confuse them or piss them off. She asked if I mentioned her in my blog (I assumed she heard that from someone as I mentioned her in like 2 sentences in one entry.) So uhhh...idk how often you check this, but please don't talk to me when I'm working (and please don't take my glue, I only have so many glue-sticks before I have to start stealing the Maths department's glue-stick supplies.) She also asked what I thought of  (one of my friends who is friends with her). I said she's chill. Although I don't imagine we're going to be anything more than just regular friends as making friends is already hard enough without autism. But with autism? Oh god that's almost impossible...and I haven't even mentioned the introvert and anxiety yet!

I mentioned "The Department To Keep Student's Sanity At School" before. Well guess who had to sit through half an hour of talking today when I could be having sausages and mash! With gravy and the actually good peas! The teacher wasn't paid by my parents or anything, meaning she did this voluntarily, meaning I can't get rid of her as easily. She's been talking to me since about year 8 about school and life and stuff. At first I thought it was just strange, (she's not the first. Other adults have talked to me in that way before and doing tests and stuff which Mum never really explained why.) But then I realised I'm classified as a "special needs kid" ('cause autism) and I have no choice. I hate how people think it's all QuIrKy and all, but in reality it's annoying, certain people treat you differently, you've got to do shit like this...and also that feeling when I first found out made me look at myself and realise "I am not normal. I am weird. Everything I thought was normal was a lie." It gets in the way more than helps me and I wish adults like this would stop treating me like there's a problem with how I think, and just let me be. It just makes me doubt myself more.

The teacher was talking about this sheet "The Department To Keep Student's Sanity At School" and Mum filled out about generic stuff like my interests and what they and I could do to "reach the highest of my abilities" or something cheesy like that. It was all stuff I've heard before. Something she suggested was a phrase to say when I'm doing that staring into space thing and not doing the work. I kept silent as I had no idea how to respond to that. I was more focused on the thumb tacks on the ceiling and the laminated sheets behind her. When she asked me

"What phrase would you use that's clear to the teacher?"

I said, word for word:

"The FitnessGram™ Pacer Test is a multistage aerobic capacity test that progressively gets more difficult as it continues."

Look, what was I supposed to say? All the generic phrases she suggested just wouldn't portray the right feeling.

The other teacher walked in while I was too busy staring at the clock. She started to ramble on how I should change my tone of voice to be "less sarcastic" because "people can take it the wrong way." She also told me to stop butting in when people are talking, which I mean: fair point. Again I said nothing as she had this harsh tone in her voice which made it sound like a parent going "I'm not mad just disappointed." When she said

"I have a list of the things you have said, and this is just unacceptable."

She made it sound like I swore 50 times and sent a death threat. Now I'm pathetic when it comes to people guilt tripping me as it makes me feel like I've done something very wrong. To combat this I tend to just let that stuff go in one ear and come out the other.

Okay rant over. I got 69% in Biology!

Dance was the last period and it was about choreographing something to a set...uhhh...dance...thing. Mine was climax so I spent a lot of the time (as a solo because I'm hell to work with,) waiting for the chorus of the bland Adele song to kick in so I could actually work with something. I quickly managed to choreograph something in about 15 minuets; which is a significant upgrade to what I do in groups where I just do whatever than awkwardly insert myself in somehow into the piece.

Then I went home and did duolingo. The end!

I suddenly feel like eating steak pie and chips.