This morning started off to a blast at school. Normally in History I have a laptop to play on, but recently I haven't so I've been striking from doing work. Anyway, I decided to go next door and go on the internet and do stuff, so Terry and I went next door. Now I'm sure everyone knows there is at least some kind of computer wanna-be-nerd in a computing class. Well there seemed to be 5 of those nerds, as they were all playing the first doom (don't ask me where they got it, they could have downloaded it for all I care). Being the conscientious student that I am (more like I wanted to see them get in trouble by the teacher, am i rite?), I told the teacher that was in there, he did nothing. Oh well I thought, I'll just let them be, until one of them asked where it was, and another said it was on the student transfer, which is a networked drive available for everyone to copy/paste stuff.

Right about now I'm thinking that I should have let them be and continue what I was doing, but I didn't. So I went in to see how they were distributing doom. Silly them, they had installed it on the drive which is accessed by teachers, students, and the computer admin at the school. Being the whore I am, I delete the files and added some files saying I'm saving their asses by deleting it. Afterwards that, the lesson went to shit. I spent a whole double lesson making their gaming time unavailable (by deleting whatever files they put on the server and sit there and listen to them worry about where they are going, etcetera. I think by that point I was having fun more or less listen to them cry about things going missing until I added some folders with messages to them.

Things right then got interesting becaused I was pretending to be the computer admin. Well, not at first though, I wasn't really being anyone, just saying they shouldn't be playing games during class time and that they should stop there. I was doing more than the teacher at this point in time. Things went along, I think all of them gave up the fact that it wasn't really a teacher or computer admin as they started to insult me. So I retaliated by using whatever they said a few seconds/minutes before and say it wasn't of importance. By then they were really worried, as they were talking to a "teacher", and I knew who they were. At one point, I said all of their names (which I had gathered by listening to them call out their names when they got another message) and they all kind of flipped saying "Oh no, they know who we are, we are going to get in so much shit".

I was nearly in stitches because of their poor attitude to whoever was talking to them. So I thought telling them that I was on my way about to kick them off the computer and remove their internet access. Really, I was going to make Ms Herrod walk into the next room saying that the computer admin called the sose office to tell "their names here" to stop playing games. It was all ruined and pilled into a small box when she decided to talk to the year 11 coordinator about him doing it, but all he did was say that he can't walk into some room and tell these kids off when there is already a teacher in there. He also had the hide to say that I shouldn't be acting as a teacher and telling them off. So wait, they would rather have 5 kids not doing any work at all and play games and not some year 11 causing their game time to diminish. Teachers are very queer. Whilst all this was happening, it was right outside of the computer room door, so I'm sure they heard me saying something. So yes, my cover was blown.

Though it was a very "productive" lesson I must say. It does show how ignorant teachers are at my school and how unwilling they are to have a vigilant year 11 doing what their computer admin should really be doing. Maybe I should become the schools admin, that would be rather exciting, but very boring, specially trying to teach teachers about how to use their new laptops.