Roasting My High School Work 10-ish Years Later

Last year I found a couple of huge boxes full of my notes from year seven through to year thirteen. Which was quite a lot of years ago. I burnt a lot of it on Halloween and Bonfire Night – seemed appropriate – then recycled the rest when I realised that I’d be there forever. I kept a few pieces that made me laugh. Today I thought, it’s a billion degrees out and I don’t like football, so let’s go through them and take the piss!

Year Seven: History

Turns out I got started in witches quite early. I actually remember making this with another student, in one of the first collaborative projects of year seven. Excellent work enlarging the text box, there…

ancient sugar paper called 'Extracts from a Diary of a "Witch"'

I think we got good marks, though. The inside of the diary is long since lost but those cardboard-and-sugar-paper lasted well!

Year Eight: English & Science

Handwriting reading 'It's a good memory moment but you're not really directing the scene - you need to think about the techniques we used in lesson and also use your imagination! Try and do something original!'

Hahahahahaaaaaaaaa

If memory serves, that teacher is the one I part-dedicated The Princess and the Dragon to (she taught my classes again in sixth form). I might frame this piece. Coincidentally, year eight was the year a friend and I discovered the nuances of Word Art:

Am still miffed they chucked out Pluto.

Year Nine: French & Fan Fiction

piece of badly written French homework, featuring Frank Iero of My Chemical Romance & Leathermouth

Ah, year nine. I was so, so shit at French. I remember my teacher doing an oral assessment and saying ‘your accent is very good but you don’t… know any words.’ Psh, whose fault was that? I maintain that I was useless at modern foreign languages because language classes should focus on conversation and communication, not learning to listen to a tape of a stilted robot-esque ‘exchange.’ Top marks to little me for the MCRmy rep, though.

Speaking of fandom… I’m including this next one here because although my fan fiction days were already mostly behind me by this point, I feel like it would have taken a while for me to file it all. I’m not sure who I’m talking to. Future me? The fan fiction police?

paper reading 'Fan Fiction Also published on www.fanfiction.net. This folder contains nothing MCR-related. Neither does my fanfiction.net.'

Possibly everything said or done concerning fan fiction before the age of 16 should be pardoned, no questions asked.

Year Ten: Media Studies

Year ten was when Danger Days was unleashed unto the world. I immediately set about analysing it for my Media GCSE coursework. A*, my dudes, thank you for asking. I’d have been great at Media at A Level but I didn’t like the teachers, so I did essay subjects and didn’t like myself instead.

Year Eleven: Nothing

I clearly was not effing around with my studies in 2011-12, because I didn’t deem a single piece of work from year eleven funny or ridiculous enough to keep. I can’t remember much of year eleven if I am being honest. I think I took three science subjects at GCSE. I definitely took Religious Studies. Mmm. And maths? I remember a maths exam. What a time that was, sitting in a hall with hundreds of other students, breathing on one another…

Year Twelve: Depths of Hell

These collectively sum up my feelings toward year twelve and my life at the time. I am still furious about the ‘I am a package, and I must be shinier than all the packages’ advice we were given. They had an external careers advisor come in and offer advice. Some of her wisdom was good, but a) she made my friend cry with bolshy questions about our career choices, and b) she used three shampoo bottles to illustrate the jobs market. One shampoo was just a bottle. One had a bow on? And one had all this plastic cellophane and glitter and shit. She wanted us to choose which was the best. They were the same brand, so I thought ‘regular non-cellophane shampoo, because who pays for all that glitter crap that you cut off before you use the shampoo? You don’t, unless you’re shopping for a gift.’ That was the wrong answer, because job candidates are objects that must look better than all the other objects.

It might have been bubble bath, now I think on it. It might have been a different year, too. It’s irritated me for a good six or seven years, though. Fucking terrible advice regardless of the toiletry product. Comb your hair, read up on the job description and make eye contact. That’s all you need to do to make a good impression at an interview, sweeties. Promise. Well, don’t be a shitbag to the interviewer. Maybe make sure you’re qualified for the role, unless you’re a white man who’s good at bullshitting.

Right, next up:

cartoon of The Picture of Dorian Gray

A friend and I did this retelling of The Picture of Dorian Gray. We were quite proud, if I remember correctly. We had the most lovely teacher, who really wanted us to know that she knew the book was Extremely Gay and that she was okay with it. She used the word ‘homoerotic’ in class so often that we started keeping a tally. I think the record was twenty uses in an hour, because she’d done that thing where you get stuck on a word? Sometimes we’d segue into conversations about Ancient Greek wrestling and, if I remember correctly, body oil. A Levels are a ride.

Does anyone else remember when we had Old Labour and New Labour? Do you remember who Ed Miliband is?

photograph of paperwork and tables of information about Ed Miliband and David Cameron

Year Thirteen: Own Work

I didn’t keep any school work from year thirteen – I got a bit of a stomach ache just thinking about that time, to be honest. I thought sixth form was The Worst Time in My Life, a Literal House Fire, for ages, but then 2019 and 2020 happened, and now it only seems like a small house fire. Tell you what, I’m owed a good year.

Anyway, here is the time I marked a piece of MCR research I did. I don’t know if any of you will remember the MCRmy Census Project (my first piece of big research!) from circa 2012-2014. I collected a bunch of info from MCR fans, collated it into graphs and commentated on it, printed it out all nicely, then mailed it to Gerard Way. I spelt ‘ethnography’ incorrectly on the front cover. I think I finished it in year thirteen or thereabouts. Some time later, I went through with a red pen and graded myself. I can’t remember why, but it turned out to be good practise for book editing. And my return to academia. I sound way bitchier than my college teacher did in any of her feedback, ha.

Have you kept any of your old school work? Was any of it as ridiculous as the pieces I dragged out?


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(Shameless Re-Blog) MCRmy Census One-Year Anniversary!

I’m posting this everywhere I can think of, not least because normal blog ideas are going into one brain cell and refusing to jump to another.

So, the MCRmy Census is one year old today… I can’t believe it’s been a whole year already and I just wanted to say a huge THANK YOU to everybody who took part. The honesty and intelligence, as well as your hardcore dedication to the band, was wonderful to read, analyse and write about.

I realise there’re been some shitty stuff going around recently, and some fans have been less polite than others in their response, but it’s reminded me of just how close we all feel to the band. 99.99% of the time this is a great thing, as I read in the long-answer responses to the Census. The other 0.01% of the time can be difficult but if there’s one thing I’ve learnt working on this project it’s that the MCRmy is a family of really decent people. I’ve also come to think of us and band as two walls of the same building; we’re separate but structurally useful to one another’s existence. I suppose I’m just sentimental because of timing but I really think that we’re all united in our love of one band’s excellent music and that, despite our differences, we can and should stand together as a group against all the shit that gets thrown at us. Sometimes we’re standing with the band themselves, sometimes we aren’t. Sometimes we fight amongst ourselves like cousins at our grandparents’ during Christmas.

I guess what I’m trying to say is that even if you don’t always like every member of your family, you do always love them, and you’ll stop fighting when your grandparents want to open the fucking presents.

Here’s hoping that this project will have been completed by next year… Please do let me know all your opinions and ideas (and go here for the Census results)!

xoxo ❤ #hashtag etc.

Francesca

MCRmy Census, #ProjectSnowflake and Project-Esque Updates

  It occurred to me that I haven’t been keeping the universe (you lot) updated with regards to my project-shaped goings on, so by way of explanation I’ve created a hypothetical Q&A with myself, answering any wonderings you may have had, while simultaneously boosting my Christmas-needing self-esteem:

How come you can spit out work like Nail Varnish but not tell us news about the MCRmy Census?
I have slow and fast burning projects. Fast burning ones, such as Nail Varnish, happen within a matter of days or weeks – I write, I submit, maybe something comes of it. Post submission, it’s not my job anymore. Slow burning projects take longer – weeks or months. They might naturally require more work to complete, or my life might take precedent partway through (yeah, life. Contrary to popular belief, I do have one). Or both. The Census is huge. If I had known the work needed, I would have definitely postponed it to after my exams, or possibly my school career. That doesn’t mean it’s not still going. I’m currently on phase four, out of a possible ten. Take the stance that a radio silence is better than a big ‘DISCONTINUED’ banner accross the top of The Webways with an explanation citing reasons why I stopped working…

So, what’s going on with #ProjectSnowflake? There’s two of you doing it, so shouldn’t that halve production time?

Hahaha no. Two of us have lives! Mishty and I are still in the process of creating a video (and if you think that’s easy, try making one with someone you’ve never met in person who lives on another continent, in the midst of exams and technical crap-fests).

You’re still blogging regularly on Indifferent Ignorance and The Webways so why can’t you put more time into other projects?

It doesn’t always work like that. I try to split my time three ways: my real actual life with people, pets and occasional sleeping; homework, a proposed twenty hours of independent study per week and building a UCAS form; and projects – blogs, writing, arty things and MCRmy goings-on. If I have a couple of hours to spare I’ll rework the Indifferent Ignorance pages or do Census scheming. If I have twenty minutes, I’ll catch up on correspondence or put together a blog post.  I also have to work my physiotherapy into my time: I’ve been dealing with arm trouble for two years and seeing a physiotherapist intermittently for nine months. If I had stopped projects months or years ago I might have gotten better already but as it stands – and taking school into account – I have a long-term problem. So it all depends on the day, really.

Sometimes I’m falling asleep and have a panic as I remember that I haven’t Census-ed in weeks or blogged in days and I beat myself up over it… but at the end of the day, my life comes first. I willingly do all these things and they are all part of my life, but they are just that – one part each. If I didn’t have several things going on at once I’d run out of stuff to talk about and go back to watching EastEnders, but that doesn’t mean I exist purely to create online-happenings.

Finding a balance with all these things isn’t easy, but I am getting things done. Promise! In the mean time, if you have any questions about the Census, The Webways, Indifferent Ignorance or my writing (or anything else that you think I might know the answer to, such as “What’s it like having people rub cake in your wheat and egg intolerant face?”) ask me: Formspring.me/ToBeQuiteFrank. The questions can be anonymous and you don’t need an account to ask.

xoxo ❤ #hashtag etc.

F.

P.S. If you’re waiting around for news, unable to function for the suspense, be productive and listen to G. Way’s new music. Or MSI’s new music. Or get off the Internet and do your homework before Christmas kicks in.

I’ve Got Some Good News, Some Bad News and Some My Chem Stuff.

Snowflakes,

The bad news is that for the next three-and-a-half months, I will be inundated with GCSE revision/exams and tendonitis. After my last exam, which is on the 27th June, I will simply be inundated with tendonitis. This means that there are going to be lots of short, snappy posts  in the near future, because, although I got a wrist-brace from physio (tentatively named Bernie), all my energy will be focussed on getting good enough grades to get into the sixth form I want.

The good news is that throughout May and June, there will be posts written by Isobel, as we will be publishing the diary she’ll keep while in Morocco on World Challenge in April. I will also be continuing with the MCRmy Census and The Webways (census is open until 30th April, tell your friends), but at an (even) slower pace than before. I love reading all your entries almost as much as I love bitching about logging them… More even, sometimes. The also-good-news is that I’m planning blogs and sorting dates to publish them, so Indifferent Ignorance can maintain some facsimile of normality while I battle test papers and hoard ibuprofen.

Sounds like a song title. Speaking of which. The next record will be about Christmas trees. Oh, and don’t forget to vote for our resident favourite band in MTV’s March Madness thingy. But don’t vote so much you end up with wrists like yours truly. Bernie is lovely, but makes me feel like an old lady.

Census & Future Project Updates, Plus Wembley MCR Show Ramblings

Note: I started this post by turning into an old lady and reminiscing, then getting indignant. For the census stuff, scroll down to the next lot of italics.

I don’t know what it is about famous people dying and me thinking about writing an MCR-related blog, but it’s happened again. Whitney fans, don’t get pissy, I’m not going to start spouting about substance abuse, but –

I’m so glad Gerard and Mikey got over that, and incredibly grateful to the whole of MCR that I was able to spend today reminiscing about their show at Wembley Arena this time last year, which I was lucky enough to attend.

You know, I feel old. Because, seriously, it does not feel like a year since I saw them play. It feels like a few months at most… If you’d told me on the day of that show, or the day of the one I saw at the Hammersmith Apollo, that within a year or eighteen months I’d be in the process of creating a census for the Rmy and its subsequent website, I’d have laughed. Nervously. It’s only recently that I’ve started to appreciate the effect that My Chem has had on my life and on others’, and the census has been a catalyst for that.

I’ve currently logged seventy out of one-hundred-and-thirty-five entries, at time of writing, but your stories and your thoughts have never failed to shake me awake and remind me why I started this. I did it because it’s about damn time that the whole, wide world knows, definitively, how many kids owe good times to this band. Most of the people I’ve heard from have mentioned that the public still sees us as whiny emo wimps who fight amongst ourselves over tiny matters. I don’t have  Tumblr so don’t know about any in-fighting, but not one of the stories I’ve read has said “This band wants me to kill myself.”

So let’s kill that stereotype once and for all, please.

In-depth talk over. Let the planning begin.

So, most of you have gathered that when the census is finished and the data’s been put into a report or set of information (it closes on the 30th April), it will be published as a website (results will be out during the summer, because I have exams throughout May and June). The ‘register’ –  still can’t think up a cool name, damnit – will be on the same website, and of course always open to updating.

Now on to the idea I put to you about a website which would feature and archive projects you guys do. To clear up any confusion: it would not be like MCRmy.com or Zone 6. This site would not be open to comments or threads, except on a ‘comments’ page, and to get work featured you’d have to submit it. As to why I’m doing it: I don’t follow 1000 MCR fans on Twitter, I don’t have a Tumblr and I don’t spend hours on forums because I don’t have the time. This means that I don’t always hear of projects or blogs until they’ve come and gone, and if I don’t have an account for a project it can be tricky to keep track. So I had an idea for a site which people could sumbit their fansites or projects to – think CassieTheVenomous, AskPosion or Project Thank You – and they would be featured and archived. Want to find a fan-art blog? No problem, search it up or find that part of the site and browse to your heart’s content.

When I first thought of it, I wasn’t actually as jazzed as I am now, because lots of you do have Internet accounts. But here’s the thing: looking through the census results that Google Docs has kindly compiled; not everyone has an social-networking account. We aren’t all fifteen year old girls. Some of us don’t want to wade through memes, Mikey’s-knees jokes or @replies to find details of a Killjoy meetup. A few of the younger kids, I’d bet, aren’t allowed Tumblrs or Facebook or the like, so can’t keep up even if they want to. Enter this project. It’ll be hosted on WordPress, which – apart from being banned from schools because it’s a blogging platform – is a safe and well-respected site. As far as archiving goes, the whole thing would look, for example, a bit like this:

Project: @CreepyFerardFanfics

Details: Twitter, run by @CreepyFan1, that posts fanfictions. Not recomended for anyone under the age of 13, homophobes and the band themselves.

URL: http://www.twitter.com/CreepyFerardFanfics

Then, if the fancy takes you, you can read that shit to your heart’s content. I sincerly hope that account doesn’t exist, on a personal note, but if it does and you want it featured, let me know.

On to the reason I’m talking you through this: the response from you guys has been overwhelmingly positive, so I couldn’t back out now even if I wanted to, and I’m currently planning the site itself. It would be a continuation of the census-and-register site, with seperate pages for each. Only problem is, I can’t get the domain name from WordPress or an email address because, so far, the thing doesn’t actually have a name. The best I’ve come up with so far is ‘Zone MCRmy’, because that’s what I thought when I had the idea; “It’d be a kind of Zone MCRmy, I suppose.”

So, if you could spare a minute, your ideas are greatly appreciated.

The NME Awards Mean You Should Complete the MCRmy Census, and Other Smug Fan Moments.

News of the week: Gerard Way agrees with me that the clothes the Glee kids wore for SING were shit.

 

Smug Fan moment over.

Although, in other ‘state the obvious’ stories, Frank explains why he got married and MCR are up for best fan community at this year’s NME Awards. If they don’t win after this census, I’m going to be having a stern word with you all (they’re also up for Music Moment of the Year for playing with Brian May at Reading and Gerard’s up for hottest man. Irrelevant, some may say, especially as he traditionally takes the award for hottest woman, but the kid from Black Veil Brides is in it, so. (Although he’d do all right for hottest woman too.)).

While I’m thinking about the census, there is now an @MCRmyCensus Twitter and the questionnaire’s open until the 30th April this year. Tell the kids who don’t speak English, I don’t know how to translate it yet.

WordPress is telling me that ‘wore’ isn’t a word. I checked with Google Define, it is.