I know I said that I would write on this thinger, but forgetting my username and password have prevented me from doing so.
What an eejit. Actually.
Why is it the end of the week; already? The highlight of my week will probably be the talent show, despite it only lasting a disappointing 20 minutes, or whatever it is. In first year it seemed to last for hours. How dumb were we?
Anyway,"non-uniform day". I'm afraid mrs gormley seems to have got the wrong idea of what it is. No jewellery. No make-up. No heels. Party on down. Okay, so the latter rule is insignificant to me since I never wear heels anyway and never will do again, i might add, until the school formal in march. My poor feet haven't quite recovered from the Carrick Grammar formal. The poor soles. ( Yes, I am aware that it usually is spelt "souls" just in case you mistake my wit for stupidity.)
School today was rather boring. Spanish was alright. Ciara, Libby and I decided to skive off assembly. Better that than arriving in 10 minutes late and looking like twits. Art was pretty useless, to be honest. The whole 3D thing is an absolute pain in the bum. I would like to have a life, thank you very much- spending my nights moulding chicken wire and covering it in modrok is not my idea of fun. Saying that, neither is painting, but I do enjoy it a lot more if I like what I'm doing.
I'm pretty stuck for ideas though. A chair means not going out for like a century, but then making a lamp/fountain is a tad ambitious, especially since I don't know anything sciency and I'm keek at clay. It's a recipe for disaster. Plus, I'd cry If it turned out like the sow did i.e. in a thousand pieces. R.I.P. little sow's head.
Hmph. It's a sticky situation.
C.U. was good today. It's amazing how big it really has got. The lecture theatre is overflowing with people. It's great. Catherine and I were in funny moods though. Tuna sandwiches can be incredibly entertainin' ya know.
My francais period with Adeline wasn't bad- as good as it can be, considering the most I ever manage to say is about two sentences. Well, what do you expect when you ask daft questions like" what do you think of hooligans?" Well, I think they're rather fabulous...gee.
Ohmygoodness. I am sitting on the computer, and it's 7.45. I have done no homework. Nada. I don't really have one apart from french I guess, but I suppose I should be "reading critical analyses of king lear" or something more productive than this.
This is going to sounds ultra-geeky, but doing latin has made me see words in new ways lol. I never thought I'd be able to say that the mispelling of "panini" could aggravate me, but guess what? Now I can. I saw it spelt as "paninnis" today. That is unacceptable guys. Learn your group endings flip sake.
Now, mes amis, I must go to watch " Live flesh" for my spanish presentation. Let's hope it's not as pornographic as it looks. How ironic is it that a teacher donated it to me?Very.
Right, I'm outta here folks.
*Gone.*
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