My self-assigned English project.

If you have read my previous blog entry on my English class, you will know that poking out your eyeballs with rusty forks that have previously been used to eat hot chillies is preferable to attending my English class. So I have proposed my own solution to this terror. Why don't I just not go!
It may seem counter-nerdtuitive to wag classes. In fact, you may be surprised to learn, I have skipped several classes. In year nine, for example, when P.E. was compulsory, I wagged P.E. to sit in the library and do maths. Nobody really noticed. So, I propose, I will wag English, so that I can finally get some English work done.
This thought first occured to me last Thursday when I asked my teacher if I could go to the VCE centre instead of attend class. She readily agreed, and did so for the next class. So why not continue doing this, just without the bother of attaining permission? It's a waste of time. I could even turn it into a kind of game- my self-assigned project. See how long I can avoid English class for.

Today I enacted my amazing plan- the third English class in a row that I haven't quite attended. I went to the VCE centre, nicely asked to borrow a laptop, and tried to look like I was meant to be there. Not only did I almost finish my entire Engish assignment, which I would never have been able to do with my raucous and disruptive class around, but I was so enthusiastic about it that I stayed in the VCE centre through lunchtime to finish it off. Hardcore.