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» Overheard secrets

Ms M
I was alone in a quiet study room attached to my sixth form common room a few months ago when a PE teacher (Miss C; not actual initial) brought 2 members of the netball team in.

They obviously didn't see me as they began to talk about a member of the PE staff (Ms M; not actual initial)'s frequent absences, about passing a card around the netball team.

It turned out that this teacher had breast cancer.

Just before Miss C left, she told the 2 girls that, understandably, they shouldn't tell anyone outside of the netball team. At this point I stood up and said, 'I won't tell anyone either'.
None of them noticed I had been there until now; they smiled.

And I didn't tell anyone. I only speak now because Ms M passed away on Thursday (25th August).

By the way, this is my first post on here ever; maybe I haven't really mastered the art of making good answers
(Sat 27th Aug 2011, 1:41, More)

» Happy 10th Birthday B3ta

About a third of the time I've ever known
I found this site completely by chance when I was 11 (back in early 2006) and doing a school project on Australian wildlife. On a Google image search for emus, I came across a picture of Rod Hull's Emu staring at a fuzzy screen, captioned 'After Rod Hull's funeral, reception was still rubbish' (or similar) from the 100% Fact challenge.
I then began browsing regularly over the next weeks, months, years, before deciding to make an account just over a month ago.

It would be fair to say that B3ta has been at least a small part of about a third of my life and has made these difficult teenage years not quite as difficult, not to mention possibly destroying some of my child-like innocence.

While I have the chance, thank you to everyone who has ever made a post that made me at least smile and to everyone who is responsible for running this place.
(Thu 15th Sep 2011, 0:53, More)

» Weird Rituals

Not looking at things
When I was 12, I used to be really superstitious on Wednesday mornings (for this was the day I woke up at my mum's flat, which for some reason made it different). I thought for some reason that if my routine didn't go as I am about to describe, the day wouldn't go as well as I wanted it to:

1. The night before, I wouldn't look at the clock after 10:10
2. I wouldn't look at the clock or my watch for the whole morning
3. I wouldn't watch the TV (which my sister would watch) or even get in a position I could see the screen
4. I wouldn't look in the mirror when I brushed my teeth or washed my face
5. I wouldn't look down when I was urinating. But if I missed the bowl, even just a little bit, instant bad day.

On days when I accidentally did one of these things, I would get really annoyed. On days when I was successful, nothing actually happened. I didn't actually question all this until the summer holidays, when I concluded that there was no point to this at all. So I only did it one more time, just to check.
(Sun 18th Dec 2011, 14:55, More)

» Filth!

The Bucket List
My friends think I'm not living life to its fullest, so they have given me 20 tasks to do before I leave for university in the autumn. Most of them are on the disgusting side, which I hope qualifies this story for this question.

However, for me this is just an exercise in cleverly getting out of things - a skill which will definitely come in handy in the future.

Task 13 is 'Write an essay on slimy discharge.' So far I have done 300 words on my interpretation of their command: river pollution.

Thinking up a way to get out of task 11 ('Go down on a bleeding girl') is proving hard, though.
(Thu 2nd Feb 2012, 20:56, More)

» Relief

I'd never used a launderette before I went to university earlier this year. Every time I use the one on campus, there's a constant fear of losing something somehow.
One time, after checking everything meticulously before and after the wash, I thought I'd lost a pair of pants. But then I checked my drawer and they were sitting right there, looking all smug.
But tragedy struck one day after I couldn't find 2 of my t-shirts anywhere and couldn't remember having seen them for at least a month.
But then I went home for the holidays and found both of them in my wardrobe. Victory.
(Fri 28th Dec 2012, 2:39, More)
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