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"Carpe piscem."
Jan. 4th, 2005 09:16 pmToday I was absolutely convinced that I saw someone walk past the Bio lab swinging a severed donkey head by the ears.
Man, this place is so weird.
In other news, I have metaquoted Caroline. Because she's funny even when she doesn't mean to be, the silly sod.
Life is going oddly, although I am really, really glad to be back at school. (We LEARNED THINGS in ACS today. Label me amazed and ship me somewhere where everyone is dark-haired, suave, and charmingly accented.) And we've started a new Useless Project in French- we need to make a leaflet on any given subject. (It seems Madame is beginning to give up any aspirations she may once have had towards actual teaching.) I've decided to do it on Placebo. This will make the third project I've managed to drag Placebo into- the first being another French project in ninth grade and the second being a math project done in that same year.
I don't know how I got away with that one either.
And also Mme Wiseman was dancing around singing Madonna today, the unspeakeable awesomeness of which is rivaled only by the fact that later on my little brother was dancing around singing Madonna too. (They were different songs, though- Wiseman chose Holiday, he chose Don't Cry For Me Argentina.)
However, despite these cheery spots, there are problems.
Item One: I have no idea what to expect for my African Canadian Studies exam. It's worrisome.
Item Two: I still haven't finished all the work I need to do in preparation for my European History exam. Sure, creating a fascist state, bringing it to power, and describing life under its rule sounds like a boxful of kittens, and is actually pretty fun, but it's also time-consuming and full of fiddly details.
Item Three: Megan is still being an asshole, of the "Let me talk about my fiance in front of my fucktoy who is head over heels in love with me" kind. I nearly told her what an asshole she is, only, quite suddenly, I didn't. Because I'm a fucking wuss.
Item Four: I still suck at Biology. Don't ask me why I expected that to change over break.
Item Five: Anthem still hasn't given me a reply, despite a few politely pestering e-mails. I feel like the ugly girl left alone on the front step, hopefully awaiting her date to the prom and knowing somewhere in the back of her mind that they've decided to take the blonde girl with the big tits instead.
On the plus side, I now have books. Wonderful, marvelous books that I haven't even read before.
Man, this place is so weird.
In other news, I have metaquoted Caroline. Because she's funny even when she doesn't mean to be, the silly sod.
Life is going oddly, although I am really, really glad to be back at school. (We LEARNED THINGS in ACS today. Label me amazed and ship me somewhere where everyone is dark-haired, suave, and charmingly accented.) And we've started a new Useless Project in French- we need to make a leaflet on any given subject. (It seems Madame is beginning to give up any aspirations she may once have had towards actual teaching.) I've decided to do it on Placebo. This will make the third project I've managed to drag Placebo into- the first being another French project in ninth grade and the second being a math project done in that same year.
I don't know how I got away with that one either.
And also Mme Wiseman was dancing around singing Madonna today, the unspeakeable awesomeness of which is rivaled only by the fact that later on my little brother was dancing around singing Madonna too. (They were different songs, though- Wiseman chose Holiday, he chose Don't Cry For Me Argentina.)
However, despite these cheery spots, there are problems.
Item One: I have no idea what to expect for my African Canadian Studies exam. It's worrisome.
Item Two: I still haven't finished all the work I need to do in preparation for my European History exam. Sure, creating a fascist state, bringing it to power, and describing life under its rule sounds like a boxful of kittens, and is actually pretty fun, but it's also time-consuming and full of fiddly details.
Item Three: Megan is still being an asshole, of the "Let me talk about my fiance in front of my fucktoy who is head over heels in love with me" kind. I nearly told her what an asshole she is, only, quite suddenly, I didn't. Because I'm a fucking wuss.
Item Four: I still suck at Biology. Don't ask me why I expected that to change over break.
Item Five: Anthem still hasn't given me a reply, despite a few politely pestering e-mails. I feel like the ugly girl left alone on the front step, hopefully awaiting her date to the prom and knowing somewhere in the back of her mind that they've decided to take the blonde girl with the big tits instead.
On the plus side, I now have books. Wonderful, marvelous books that I haven't even read before.