LOLJK it's a class I'm forced to do. So, I'm sitting here next to tthe wonderful Gojo, and we're going through our blogging history and seeing where our blogs come up on Google. I'm on the first page for Clannad, demisemiquavers, travel bug and feminism. The latter is thoroughly random, but hey, I'm cool with drawing in views due to critical theory. Gojo's trying to get me into HetaOni. It sounds really random, but hey, we all know that randomness is superduperawesomeballsofcool, yeah? I'm told that it's like an RPG that you watch, and it's kinda like Higurashi no Naku Koro ni, but with Hetalia people. So, even if I end up taking ages to watch it, you fine people should anyways.
I've been thinking about uni again. The other day, my parents pretty much told me that I had to go to a specific uni, and not do the only course that I've ever been in. Oh, but they'll totally support me in whatever I do in life, because the world is my oyster. Yeaaah, thanks for being consistent, dear parentals. I don't really mind what they say. I'm thinking of doing ArtsxJournalism, so that I have a wide variety of English/culture/possibly language or travel career options. I was interested in doing the dual with International Hotel and Tourism management, buuuuut... I don't know. I love Events Management, but I'm not so big on business or anything that has to do with Maths, really. So, we'll see. I'm praying that God will give me guidance. I mean, I know that I have to take control of my life and my destiny, but I feel that if I have God to guide me, everything will turn out okay in the end. I read something the other day: When you have faith, there is no reason to be afraid. Fakir moment! "I will face my fate... without fear!" Mkay, so that was a combination of two lines that are said at totally different times, but you didn't know that. Oh noes, I blew my cover! /runs and hides in a bush/
Apologies for this being a rather boring post. I blame Biology. I'm hoping to have a more interesting post when I get home. It shall be about passionfruit and symbolism in TDWT songs, maybe. Yeah, that probably sounds lameballsereific, but I shall make it fun for you, my wonderful viewerkiddies! Speaking of viewers, I haz a new follower! Seeing as I don't exactly have a massive following, I like to acknowledge when a noob (I say that in an endearing way) joins the [demisemiquavergirl] crew. That said, salutations and greetings to my newest follower! ^^)
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Tuesday, 31 May 2011
Saturday, 21 May 2011
100 Random Facts About Me
During Friday's thanks-for-giving-us-laptops-so-we-can-pretend-to-be-working-on-the-assignment Biology lesson, [Gojo], who was chillin' next to me, beseeched me to make a '100 Things I Can Do' list, like the one she had made. Mkay, so maybe it wasn't beseeching, but let's pretend that it was. Overdramatic-ness FTW. I did try to do one of those lists, but discovered to my dismay, that I could barely list five things that I could do, let alone a hundred. Lists are coolballs and all, though, so I thought I'd try my luck and see if I could get out 100 random facts about myself. If you are reading this list, you should be incredibly proud that I actually finished it. Comments of "ZOMG. [demisemiquavergirl] is like, the amazeballest blogger everrr,"wouldn't be out of place. Just sayin'. Anyway, on to the list, my munchkinie friends!
1. I fail at socialising, because whenever I go to say something about myself, I spontaneously forget everything I have ever known or expereinced. So, I cover this sudden forgetfulness up by laughing and pretending to be really, really interested in the other person's life, until I have regained some memory of my own, and therefore have something to say.
2. I also seem to forget everything about my life when I go to make lists like this one. Hm.
3. I'm meant to be doing a 3000 word Biology assignment right now. The draft is due tomorrow lolz.
4. I am really, really, really, really, really, really ticklish. You only have to touch me slightly, and I will literally start ROFLing like crazy.
5. I hate softdrink with a passion. I would rather drink a glass of aspirin than a glass softdrink. I know, weird.
6. I'm very proud that I made it past 5 on the list.
7. If you haven't noticed, I'm a sucker for animation. You know how, as a kid, everything seemed boring if it wasn't a cartoon? Yeah, I never got past that stage. Well, I did, but then I regressed.
8. I have a dalamatian. He is the only being on this earth that is crazier than I am.
9. I can't stand nail files. Or chewing my nails, for that matter. Actually, I don't particularly like clipping my nails. I know nails aren't meant to have any nerves or what not, but mine are kinda... sensitive.
10. Heck, my whole body is overly sensitive.
11. My pupils dialate much wider than the average human's, so I'm actually more sensitive to light, and can see easier in the dark.
12. My skin is very pale, so I am easily affected by the sun.
13. I don't know what's going on with my nerves. I only have to be slightly brushed, and I will feel the sensation through my whole body.
14. Oh, and I'm also uber sensitive to noise. The slightest sounds can put me on edge. In tests, if I can hear people breathing, or pencils bashing against paper, I get so agitated that I almost scream.
15. Speaking of overly sensitive, I can't stand violence. Literally, if I see too much gore or violence, my body will actually start shaking, and I will cry uncontrollably. This is set off most easily by the topic of execution. It's something that I can't actually talk about, or even cover up by joking about (though, I try), because it makes me feel so incredibly sick inside. Especially if we're talking beheading. For real, just typing that word sent a sick chill through my spine. I don't like admitting this, because it's a little strange, but, it's my worst fear.
16. Despite the point above, or maybe because of it, I frequently dream about executions, violence and death. Needless to say, I don't really enjoy dreaming.
17. Because of the points above, I sort of have a fear of learning about history. I actually thought I was going to throw up when I heard we were doing FrenchRev in year 10. Thank goodness I didn't, because it was actually really interesting... Save the death-ness.
18. I like learning about history! But yeah, the irrational fear of learning about it makes things hard.
19. I'm not a big fan of modern times. Living standards are awesome for one such as myself, but gah, the way we're raping the planet, and the lack of morals that everone has... It just bugs me so much.
20. I immediately lose interest in a story/film/novel/series if it is set in modern times. It's a simple fact: I find things that are set in different worlds/times/dimensions much more interesting.
21. I'm a culture snob. There's no point in denying it.
22. I'm a snob, full stop. Excalibur is too, because he says "GET TEH BOGANZ AWAYS FROM MEH!"
23. I'm so much of a snob, that when I was ten years old and walking through [Badna] (take a guess where that is. Clue: binary opposite prefix) I held my breath, because I didn't want to catch "Low-sose," because low socio-economic status is totally a disease.
24. I love tea. I've loved tea since I was six years old. I'm drinking tea right now.
25. I love to procrastinate. Why else would I be writing this list?
26. Despite how much I procrastinate, I'm pretty sure I'm still considered one of the best, if not the best student in the grade, workwise.
27. I redefine the term 'over-emotional'.
28. I also redefine the phrase 'sweet sixteen and never been kissed'. But, you can kiss my knuckle-sandwhich if you want mwaha XD
29. I was once quoted saying "Marco Grazzini redefines the word 'hot'." I stand by that statement. /insert fangirl squee here/
30. I just committed the fatal act: Looking up Princess Tutu, when I should be doing assignments. Two hours later, I know know what all the German in the show translates to (asdjasbdm. They actually had proper stories in books that were lying open, and like, foreshadowing and stuff. The attention to detail in that show is just incrediballstasticerific), possibly how the whole Drosselmeyer family tree is, how the dub and early sub differ in some areas of animation, just how similar Kinkan town is to Nordlingen, which is a town in Germany, and have looked at so many fanarts and screenshots, and read so many fan theories that my brain is ready to implode... with awesome. I can haz moar?
31. It annoys me that the number seven is considered so lucky, because, due to birth and whatnot, it's my number. And I can't stand normality.
32. I love Spanish names. No matter what, I'm giving my kiddiewinkles cool Spanish names.
33. Eh, I just love Spain and Spanish, full stop.
34. "Are you so severe on your own sex?" asks Mr Darcy. Yeah, I can be very judgemental of women, and even moreso of men.
35. Gen Y annoys me. I wish I wasn't included in it.
36. Gen X annoys me even more. I'm glad I'm not part of my parent's generation.
37. Baby Boomers annoy me most of all. They call my generation selfish, but they should take a look at temselves!
38. I'm crazily scared of dying, and nothingness, but not of eternity or eternal life. Time is weird.
39. I just tried to load so many pages of the Princess Tutu LJ community, it stopped working. I think it's a sign that I need to start working.
40. If you haven't noticed, when I obsess over something, I obsess over it. And, even if I move on, it always hold a special place in my heart.
41. I have many scars, they're just not in obvious places... Well, some are. Hello, chickenpox scar on my face.
42. I'm bored by my own list, but I can't think of anything interesting to share.
43. OH! I have a weird bellybutton. For realz, I can pull it out. It's usually kinda inverted, but, I still have some umbilical cord. And I'm proud of this.
44. I love alfalfa.
45. I love big, long words.
46. I love classic novels, for their storylines, and because they often use big, long words.
47. I love reading about romance.
48. I don't like reading smut. It makes me really uncomfortable and awkward. If anything has smut, 99% of the time, I'll just skip over it.
49. All of my favourite characters are male, bar two.
50. Although I often have "HOLYCREPE, I CAN'T UNTHINK THAT!" moments, my mind naturally censors most things.
51. It's actually really hard, having lots of strong, Christian morals and values. Especially in this society, which is constantly tempting you to be corrupt. And I often feel really judged for having these morals. I'm sorry peeps, I don't go around thinking everyone should go to Hell, but, I do want to live my life a certain way.
52. I either have very strong views on things, or no views at all. There is no middle ground.
53. Funnily enough, I don't think that life is black and white. Everything is a grey area for me.
54. I love antagonists and antiheros and antivillains. I rarely like protagonists.
55. I claim to be very judgemental, but this is to cover the fact that I always assume the best in people.
56. Actually, I always assume the best in everything. It's ridiculous. I will see an adult content notice, and expect the content to be at a PG-13 level. This isn't good, because I often have to be all "GAH! MY EYES, MY EYES!" Note to self: warnings are there for a reason.
57. I don't like reading/watching anything with a higher rating than PG-13. Ever. I've only seen 2 MA15+ movies, and that wasn't by choice.
58. I love old architechture. So much.
59. I'm amazeballsofawesome at public speaking, but I have a social phobia.
60. I adore thai curries.
61. I adore spicy food.
62. I adore sweet things. I can eat so much sweet stuff, and not feel sick. However, I can eat anything that's very salty.
63. I never put salt on any of my food. Ever.
64. I have been told by numerous people that I'm the reincarnation of someone.
65. I have no idea what I'm going to do with my life.
66. I refuse to travel to any countries that have the death penalty. That includes some states of America.
67. When I was a kid, I used to want to be an astronaut and a ballerina. Then a space shuttle came tumbling down to Earth, killing everyone inside, and my ballet teacher left. Devo.
68. I love the dark.
69. hehehehe. How can I not dedicate this one to 69? I didn't find out what that was until grade 8, when everyone would always write it on their calculators and giggle. My sister, who is in grade 9, is still completely clueless.
70. I actually have many things in common with vampires... And Snow White. NINJAVAMPIREPRINCESS!
71. I'm starting to feel sick with worry, because I haven't been working on my Biol assignment. Remind me why I'm not, again?
72. I really like the legends of King Arthur. I hate the TV show Merlin.
73. I have been in love with Prince Eric, from Barbie in The Nutcracker, since I was six years old. ZOMG. He totes has the same VA as Miroku from InuYasha. I always find this too awesome.
74. I hate my name. It is the most boring, bogan, common, bleh, ordinary, lame name ever. I'm going by my middle name once I leave school.
75. My main nickname is derived from my middle name.
76. I like my middle name. Quite a lot. It means 'moon goddness'. Yeah, bros.
77. The feature that I notice most about people is their mouth.
78. The second thing I notice is their hair.
79. I don't know why everyone thinks that eyes are the best feature. Eye shape and colour has never particularly bothered/attracted me.
80. My eyes used to be bright blue, but now they're green. This is awesome, because green eyes FTW.
81. I've been told that my eyes looked Asain. I've also been told that I have eyes like a cat. Both of these statements are really false. So, I have almond-shaped eyes, that are exotically slanted. What does it matter?
82. I'm awesome at keeping a polker face.
83. The above is only true if I don't find something to laugh at. Or, if I suddenly have fangirlish thoughts.
84. Some days, I spend more time daydreaming than interacting with my surroundings.
85. I used to be able to recite the full libretto for The Phantom of the Opera. I can still probably recite all of Wicked. I can do all of the highlights from Jesus Christ Superstar.
86. I can be really funny sometimes. I can also be really un-funny.
87. I yearn for acceptance way more than I'm comfotable with. I'm meant to be the lone wolf, not caring what anyone thinks. Oh, how I wish that were actually the case.
88. I'm awesome at baking.
89. I suck at cooking actual meals.
90. I hang out with so many short girls, that I often forget that I'm not actually tall; I'm just taller than them.
91. I can't believe that I'm actaully going to finish this list.
92. It wouldn't surprise me if I try to sneak into clubs and/or bars next year, or if I purchase a fake ID. I don't want to drink, I just want to get into the dang places.
93. I'm constantly changing my mind about everything.
94. I kareoke to Jesus Christ Superstar songs, more than anything else. Even though they're completely irrelivent to everything, and are usually about frustration, pain or worry. Oh, so maybe they're not completely irrelivent.
95. I love warmth and summer.
96. I detest cloudy days and winter.Why does everyone love it so much?
97. I've probably already changed my stance on some of the stuff in this list. That's how often I change views.
98. Unlike most people, I don't care about travelling the world and doing lots of stuff before I settle down. If it were up to me, I'd be happy to meet someone and settle down next year! My mother met my father in her first year out of school, and they've had like, the best marriage. So, I don't see what's wrong with it.
99. I over-romanticise and over-dramaticise everything.
100. I'm trying to come up with something really whack for this last point, and failing. Well, I can't come up with anything. I should have added this is earlier, but, I hate all sport, and feel like HPE is degrading. The only sport I like and follow os V8 Supercars. I would kill to go to Bathurst, especially while Whincup is doing so well. He's been my favourite driver, ever since he was Lowndes' secondary driver, and look at him now: top of the championship, having won so many races as the leading driver for Team Vodafone. I know how to pick talent ^^ Did I mention that he's the only attractive driver? This is nooot why I like him at all.
So, there you go. Maybe you learnt something new about me. Maybe you didn't. Either way, I'm off to smash this Biology assignment, and Excalibur is off to smash some delinquents. Later, kiddios.
1. I fail at socialising, because whenever I go to say something about myself, I spontaneously forget everything I have ever known or expereinced. So, I cover this sudden forgetfulness up by laughing and pretending to be really, really interested in the other person's life, until I have regained some memory of my own, and therefore have something to say.
2. I also seem to forget everything about my life when I go to make lists like this one. Hm.
3. I'm meant to be doing a 3000 word Biology assignment right now. The draft is due tomorrow lolz.
4. I am really, really, really, really, really, really ticklish. You only have to touch me slightly, and I will literally start ROFLing like crazy.
5. I hate softdrink with a passion. I would rather drink a glass of aspirin than a glass softdrink. I know, weird.
6. I'm very proud that I made it past 5 on the list.
7. If you haven't noticed, I'm a sucker for animation. You know how, as a kid, everything seemed boring if it wasn't a cartoon? Yeah, I never got past that stage. Well, I did, but then I regressed.
8. I have a dalamatian. He is the only being on this earth that is crazier than I am.
9. I can't stand nail files. Or chewing my nails, for that matter. Actually, I don't particularly like clipping my nails. I know nails aren't meant to have any nerves or what not, but mine are kinda... sensitive.
10. Heck, my whole body is overly sensitive.
11. My pupils dialate much wider than the average human's, so I'm actually more sensitive to light, and can see easier in the dark.
12. My skin is very pale, so I am easily affected by the sun.
13. I don't know what's going on with my nerves. I only have to be slightly brushed, and I will feel the sensation through my whole body.
14. Oh, and I'm also uber sensitive to noise. The slightest sounds can put me on edge. In tests, if I can hear people breathing, or pencils bashing against paper, I get so agitated that I almost scream.
15. Speaking of overly sensitive, I can't stand violence. Literally, if I see too much gore or violence, my body will actually start shaking, and I will cry uncontrollably. This is set off most easily by the topic of execution. It's something that I can't actually talk about, or even cover up by joking about (though, I try), because it makes me feel so incredibly sick inside. Especially if we're talking beheading. For real, just typing that word sent a sick chill through my spine. I don't like admitting this, because it's a little strange, but, it's my worst fear.
16. Despite the point above, or maybe because of it, I frequently dream about executions, violence and death. Needless to say, I don't really enjoy dreaming.
17. Because of the points above, I sort of have a fear of learning about history. I actually thought I was going to throw up when I heard we were doing FrenchRev in year 10. Thank goodness I didn't, because it was actually really interesting... Save the death-ness.
18. I like learning about history! But yeah, the irrational fear of learning about it makes things hard.
19. I'm not a big fan of modern times. Living standards are awesome for one such as myself, but gah, the way we're raping the planet, and the lack of morals that everone has... It just bugs me so much.
20. I immediately lose interest in a story/film/novel/series if it is set in modern times. It's a simple fact: I find things that are set in different worlds/times/dimensions much more interesting.
21. I'm a culture snob. There's no point in denying it.
22. I'm a snob, full stop. Excalibur is too, because he says "GET TEH BOGANZ AWAYS FROM MEH!"
23. I'm so much of a snob, that when I was ten years old and walking through [Badna] (take a guess where that is. Clue: binary opposite prefix) I held my breath, because I didn't want to catch "Low-sose," because low socio-economic status is totally a disease.
24. I love tea. I've loved tea since I was six years old. I'm drinking tea right now.
25. I love to procrastinate. Why else would I be writing this list?
26. Despite how much I procrastinate, I'm pretty sure I'm still considered one of the best, if not the best student in the grade, workwise.
27. I redefine the term 'over-emotional'.
28. I also redefine the phrase 'sweet sixteen and never been kissed'. But, you can kiss my knuckle-sandwhich if you want mwaha XD
29. I was once quoted saying "Marco Grazzini redefines the word 'hot'." I stand by that statement. /insert fangirl squee here/
30. I just committed the fatal act: Looking up Princess Tutu, when I should be doing assignments. Two hours later, I know know what all the German in the show translates to (asdjasbdm. They actually had proper stories in books that were lying open, and like, foreshadowing and stuff. The attention to detail in that show is just incrediballstasticerific), possibly how the whole Drosselmeyer family tree is, how the dub and early sub differ in some areas of animation, just how similar Kinkan town is to Nordlingen, which is a town in Germany, and have looked at so many fanarts and screenshots, and read so many fan theories that my brain is ready to implode... with awesome. I can haz moar?
31. It annoys me that the number seven is considered so lucky, because, due to birth and whatnot, it's my number. And I can't stand normality.
32. I love Spanish names. No matter what, I'm giving my kiddiewinkles cool Spanish names.
33. Eh, I just love Spain and Spanish, full stop.
34. "Are you so severe on your own sex?" asks Mr Darcy. Yeah, I can be very judgemental of women, and even moreso of men.
35. Gen Y annoys me. I wish I wasn't included in it.
36. Gen X annoys me even more. I'm glad I'm not part of my parent's generation.
37. Baby Boomers annoy me most of all. They call my generation selfish, but they should take a look at temselves!
38. I'm crazily scared of dying, and nothingness, but not of eternity or eternal life. Time is weird.
39. I just tried to load so many pages of the Princess Tutu LJ community, it stopped working. I think it's a sign that I need to start working.
40. If you haven't noticed, when I obsess over something, I obsess over it. And, even if I move on, it always hold a special place in my heart.
41. I have many scars, they're just not in obvious places... Well, some are. Hello, chickenpox scar on my face.
42. I'm bored by my own list, but I can't think of anything interesting to share.
43. OH! I have a weird bellybutton. For realz, I can pull it out. It's usually kinda inverted, but, I still have some umbilical cord. And I'm proud of this.
44. I love alfalfa.
45. I love big, long words.
46. I love classic novels, for their storylines, and because they often use big, long words.
47. I love reading about romance.
48. I don't like reading smut. It makes me really uncomfortable and awkward. If anything has smut, 99% of the time, I'll just skip over it.
49. All of my favourite characters are male, bar two.
50. Although I often have "HOLYCREPE, I CAN'T UNTHINK THAT!" moments, my mind naturally censors most things.
51. It's actually really hard, having lots of strong, Christian morals and values. Especially in this society, which is constantly tempting you to be corrupt. And I often feel really judged for having these morals. I'm sorry peeps, I don't go around thinking everyone should go to Hell, but, I do want to live my life a certain way.
52. I either have very strong views on things, or no views at all. There is no middle ground.
53. Funnily enough, I don't think that life is black and white. Everything is a grey area for me.
54. I love antagonists and antiheros and antivillains. I rarely like protagonists.
55. I claim to be very judgemental, but this is to cover the fact that I always assume the best in people.
56. Actually, I always assume the best in everything. It's ridiculous. I will see an adult content notice, and expect the content to be at a PG-13 level. This isn't good, because I often have to be all "GAH! MY EYES, MY EYES!" Note to self: warnings are there for a reason.
57. I don't like reading/watching anything with a higher rating than PG-13. Ever. I've only seen 2 MA15+ movies, and that wasn't by choice.
58. I love old architechture. So much.
59. I'm amazeballsofawesome at public speaking, but I have a social phobia.
60. I adore thai curries.
61. I adore spicy food.
62. I adore sweet things. I can eat so much sweet stuff, and not feel sick. However, I can eat anything that's very salty.
63. I never put salt on any of my food. Ever.
64. I have been told by numerous people that I'm the reincarnation of someone.
65. I have no idea what I'm going to do with my life.
66. I refuse to travel to any countries that have the death penalty. That includes some states of America.
67. When I was a kid, I used to want to be an astronaut and a ballerina. Then a space shuttle came tumbling down to Earth, killing everyone inside, and my ballet teacher left. Devo.
68. I love the dark.
69. hehehehe. How can I not dedicate this one to 69? I didn't find out what that was until grade 8, when everyone would always write it on their calculators and giggle. My sister, who is in grade 9, is still completely clueless.
70. I actually have many things in common with vampires... And Snow White. NINJAVAMPIREPRINCESS!
71. I'm starting to feel sick with worry, because I haven't been working on my Biol assignment. Remind me why I'm not, again?
72. I really like the legends of King Arthur. I hate the TV show Merlin.
73. I have been in love with Prince Eric, from Barbie in The Nutcracker, since I was six years old. ZOMG. He totes has the same VA as Miroku from InuYasha. I always find this too awesome.
74. I hate my name. It is the most boring, bogan, common, bleh, ordinary, lame name ever. I'm going by my middle name once I leave school.
75. My main nickname is derived from my middle name.
76. I like my middle name. Quite a lot. It means 'moon goddness'. Yeah, bros.
77. The feature that I notice most about people is their mouth.
78. The second thing I notice is their hair.
79. I don't know why everyone thinks that eyes are the best feature. Eye shape and colour has never particularly bothered/attracted me.
80. My eyes used to be bright blue, but now they're green. This is awesome, because green eyes FTW.
81. I've been told that my eyes looked Asain. I've also been told that I have eyes like a cat. Both of these statements are really false. So, I have almond-shaped eyes, that are exotically slanted. What does it matter?
82. I'm awesome at keeping a polker face.
83. The above is only true if I don't find something to laugh at. Or, if I suddenly have fangirlish thoughts.
84. Some days, I spend more time daydreaming than interacting with my surroundings.
85. I used to be able to recite the full libretto for The Phantom of the Opera. I can still probably recite all of Wicked. I can do all of the highlights from Jesus Christ Superstar.
86. I can be really funny sometimes. I can also be really un-funny.
87. I yearn for acceptance way more than I'm comfotable with. I'm meant to be the lone wolf, not caring what anyone thinks. Oh, how I wish that were actually the case.
88. I'm awesome at baking.
89. I suck at cooking actual meals.
90. I hang out with so many short girls, that I often forget that I'm not actually tall; I'm just taller than them.
91. I can't believe that I'm actaully going to finish this list.
92. It wouldn't surprise me if I try to sneak into clubs and/or bars next year, or if I purchase a fake ID. I don't want to drink, I just want to get into the dang places.
93. I'm constantly changing my mind about everything.
94. I kareoke to Jesus Christ Superstar songs, more than anything else. Even though they're completely irrelivent to everything, and are usually about frustration, pain or worry. Oh, so maybe they're not completely irrelivent.
95. I love warmth and summer.
96. I detest cloudy days and winter.Why does everyone love it so much?
97. I've probably already changed my stance on some of the stuff in this list. That's how often I change views.
98. Unlike most people, I don't care about travelling the world and doing lots of stuff before I settle down. If it were up to me, I'd be happy to meet someone and settle down next year! My mother met my father in her first year out of school, and they've had like, the best marriage. So, I don't see what's wrong with it.
99. I over-romanticise and over-dramaticise everything.
100. I'm trying to come up with something really whack for this last point, and failing. Well, I can't come up with anything. I should have added this is earlier, but, I hate all sport, and feel like HPE is degrading. The only sport I like and follow os V8 Supercars. I would kill to go to Bathurst, especially while Whincup is doing so well. He's been my favourite driver, ever since he was Lowndes' secondary driver, and look at him now: top of the championship, having won so many races as the leading driver for Team Vodafone. I know how to pick talent ^^ Did I mention that he's the only attractive driver? This is nooot why I like him at all.
So, there you go. Maybe you learnt something new about me. Maybe you didn't. Either way, I'm off to smash this Biology assignment, and Excalibur is off to smash some delinquents. Later, kiddios.
I get 100 random things, poor Excalibur only gets one. He is a very shy ninja. Why else do you think he covers himself up in black clothing all the time? D'aww. I laughed way too much drawing this. My poor little blushing ninja.
Monday, 21 March 2011
Dancing Through Life... And Falling On Your Face
Yes, it is great to sit through your biology exam, when all you can think about is David Harris' lush Dancing Through Life riff. Gah. The test was, erm, lame. As always, my Biology teacher filled it with biased rubbish and questions that no-one could have possibly studied for. Which is good in a way, because you know what to expect, and the sort of answers that she wants. But, it's also completely infuriating.
Yesterday, I felt so good about everything. I could see the insignificance of school assignments, and all that rubbish. Today is a new day. I feel the weight of work pulling down on my shoulders. Like a burro muerto (wow. Never thought I would reference the words 'dead donkey') that is still carrying their master's load.
I really fail at de-stressing. I sound like this:
"Yeah, I'm all cool bitches. Not, a care in the World. Screw school, I choose happiness! Whoop whoop! Oh, sh*t, the English homework is due? OMGOMGOMGOMG. Must go and work on that for 3 hours, then study for other subjects and start some assignments. Ah! I wasted time not caring about school! How I'm going to fail and drop out of school and die alone and fail and get in trouble and fail and... WAAH!"
'Ello there, bipolar child. Wanna make out? ZOMG. I just asked myself to make out. What is wroooooooong with me?
See? THIS is why people shouldn't give me assessment, it turns me into the craziest chica everrrrrr.
Side note, I totally had the most odd study session today with [MissInvisible]. I really suck at remembering things. Seriously. Thank goodness she was there to help me out! ...And distract me. Actually, I was doing most of the distracting, rambling about Wicked and all. Sorry, wifey!
My Maths test is tomorrow. I really need to revise, like, now. But, I'm not going to. Mwahahaha. Actually, I will. Just wait a few minutes, and I'll cave.
Speaking of education, my parents were speaking to me about University today. Apparently, it costs $14000 to board on-campus, which is like, way too expensive. So, unless I can get a job and rent a flat with a few people, it looks like I'm going to be stuck out in a rural area, that has nothing and is close to nothing for another few years. That is exactly the sort of news I wanted to hear.
Man, I am so desperate to get out of school. Can you tell?
Being in Brisbane city last night, even if it was only early still was just... amazeballs. As Glinda says "The nightlife, the hustle and bustle, it's all so... Ozmopolitan!"
I'm dying to reach the day when I can just stay out in the city, maybe go for a few drinks, hang with my friends. Rather than having to rush home because I have school exams the next day.
That's also the great thing about University. At the end, everyone leaves with a degree, just for passing. At school, you have to work so hard to get good marks, just so you can get a decent OP and therefore hopefully get into the University you want. Which, you cannot get it the tards in your grade are dumb and can't do well on the QCS test. Yes, I'm referring to my grade there.
Anyways, I should stop ranting and actually get some stuff done. When will my life begin? I wish I could answer that question. Hopefully, it will be soon. /Tangent/ I'm already doing so much more than I could have dreamed of, with my high school life, but I've still got so far to go.
I'll leave it at that for now. A final quote from the song Die, Vampire, Die from one of my favourite musicals, [title of show]:
You sketched that turtle you saw on that ad on late night cable TV. Tippy turtle! But, your fourth grade teacher said "You can't draw", oh those vampires won't let you be. F*ck you Ms Johnson, word!
It is the height of randomness. Farewell, my little [demisemiquavers]!
Yesterday, I felt so good about everything. I could see the insignificance of school assignments, and all that rubbish. Today is a new day. I feel the weight of work pulling down on my shoulders. Like a burro muerto (wow. Never thought I would reference the words 'dead donkey') that is still carrying their master's load.
I really fail at de-stressing. I sound like this:
"Yeah, I'm all cool bitches. Not, a care in the World. Screw school, I choose happiness! Whoop whoop! Oh, sh*t, the English homework is due? OMGOMGOMGOMG. Must go and work on that for 3 hours, then study for other subjects and start some assignments. Ah! I wasted time not caring about school! How I'm going to fail and drop out of school and die alone and fail and get in trouble and fail and... WAAH!"
'Ello there, bipolar child. Wanna make out? ZOMG. I just asked myself to make out. What is wroooooooong with me?
See? THIS is why people shouldn't give me assessment, it turns me into the craziest chica everrrrrr.
Side note, I totally had the most odd study session today with [MissInvisible]. I really suck at remembering things. Seriously. Thank goodness she was there to help me out! ...And distract me. Actually, I was doing most of the distracting, rambling about Wicked and all. Sorry, wifey!
My Maths test is tomorrow. I really need to revise, like, now. But, I'm not going to. Mwahahaha. Actually, I will. Just wait a few minutes, and I'll cave.
Speaking of education, my parents were speaking to me about University today. Apparently, it costs $14000 to board on-campus, which is like, way too expensive. So, unless I can get a job and rent a flat with a few people, it looks like I'm going to be stuck out in a rural area, that has nothing and is close to nothing for another few years. That is exactly the sort of news I wanted to hear.
Man, I am so desperate to get out of school. Can you tell?
Being in Brisbane city last night, even if it was only early still was just... amazeballs. As Glinda says "The nightlife, the hustle and bustle, it's all so... Ozmopolitan!"
I'm dying to reach the day when I can just stay out in the city, maybe go for a few drinks, hang with my friends. Rather than having to rush home because I have school exams the next day.
That's also the great thing about University. At the end, everyone leaves with a degree, just for passing. At school, you have to work so hard to get good marks, just so you can get a decent OP and therefore hopefully get into the University you want. Which, you cannot get it the tards in your grade are dumb and can't do well on the QCS test. Yes, I'm referring to my grade there.
Anyways, I should stop ranting and actually get some stuff done. When will my life begin? I wish I could answer that question. Hopefully, it will be soon. /Tangent/ I'm already doing so much more than I could have dreamed of, with my high school life, but I've still got so far to go.
I'll leave it at that for now. A final quote from the song Die, Vampire, Die from one of my favourite musicals, [title of show]:
You sketched that turtle you saw on that ad on late night cable TV. Tippy turtle! But, your fourth grade teacher said "You can't draw", oh those vampires won't let you be. F*ck you Ms Johnson, word!
It is the height of randomness. Farewell, my little [demisemiquavers]!
Thursday, 17 March 2011
Thank God It's Friday!
Or, as a friend of mine would say "Thank the non-existent God". Douche.
So maybe I'm not in love on Friday, and I'm not partying, partying, partying (yeah) as two songs about this day would suggest, but I am really thankful that it has finally come around.
My weekend will not be full of wonderful things, no. It will be chock-a-block with studying for Maths and Biology Exams and fixing my 'oh-so-fail' English assignment. You know, I could be reducing my workload by studying right now, but I won't. I need this spare period to blog.
The wonderful thing about Friday is, even if your weekend is going to be filled with rubbish, you can live in the hope that it is going to be better than the days of the week that you spend at school. It's also a great time to procrastinate, because, you know, I don't do that enough.
To quote Fiyero from Wicked "I've been thinking..." And, you know, it's great to be able to use that quote, because I'm going to see Wicked this weekend. It is my "shining light in the sea of despair" (I'm so sorry, [GoJo], at least I'm not a stalker?). Yes, [ClearlyUnfocused] and I are going to head on down to our city's Lyric theatre, and watch this amazing musical... Instead of studying. Okay, so I'm starting to come off as a really bad student, but I'm really not. I'm just extremely fed up with school at the moment.
Anyways, as I was saying, I'm going to Wicked on Sunday. Even though I've seen the show three times already (I once flew to another city just to see it! I was so awesome), I'm really excited. It just comes at a time when I need to get away from my life, and take a trip to the land of Oz for a few hours. I think that's why it's become such a popular musical; because it acts as such a good escape from reality.
Ah, I've kinda gone off track, talking about Wicked. I just love this musical. I don't care where you're from, if you ever get the chance, see it!
Okay, back to my point. I've been thinking... over thinking. Like, everything. Not as much as my dear friend [TenutoTuo], who's really going through a rough patch at the moment. He's sitting next to me, blogging as well. He doesn't look so good. I hope he's okay. Actually, I know he's not okay, but that doesn't stop me wanting him to be. I'd just like to say, I love you [TenutoTuo]! We all do, and everything is going to be alright in the end, no matter what happens.
Sorry, just had to do that little shoutout. I have been thinking way too much. And I've been worrying about anything and everything that I possibly could, which isn't healthy. So, I've decided to try and take the Fiyero approach to life, because: "Life's more painless for the brainless. Why think so hard, when it's so soothing?"
I think too much about too much. So, I'm going to try and live 'the unexamined life'. I know this will fail miserably, seeing as I have, you know, an exam block coming up in the next few days. Nevertheless, I'm going to attempt look at life in more of a lighthearted way. Because, if I don't, I know I am going to kill myself with worrying. And, if I died now, I wouldn't be able to travel to Spain, and have a successful job in the arts, and have a happy marriage, and have crazy little boy kiddies with cool names, and party hard (just because I never have before), and live the life I'm going to live (which will probably be nothing like what I just mentioned). But, that's okay! Because that's the joy in life; you never know what's going to happen.
So, while I predict that much of my weekend will be crappy, I don't know that for sure. And that is the beauty of weekends.
Now, to add the Biology jokes. Firstly, I would just like to let you all know that [MissInvisible] has invisible herpes. Yes, you read that right. I kinda yelled out that she had herpes in the middle of a Biology revision lesson... and she decided that it was invisible, seeing as she is. Which is unfortunate for me, seeing as I am married to her, soooo... I've probably caught it off her. /I am kidding, of course/
Also: Yo mama's butt is made out of cells! Oh deary, deary me. I love lessons that get off-track.
Finally, I would like to say that [OldMan] is a bully. Even though he is sick, he still manages to hit me and 'hi-5' my face. Girl basher.
Have a wonderful weekend, my little demisemiquavers! I hope that it slows down, and each day is more like a breve. It's unlikely, but one can always hope. Peace & demisemiquavers out!
So maybe I'm not in love on Friday, and I'm not partying, partying, partying (yeah) as two songs about this day would suggest, but I am really thankful that it has finally come around.
My weekend will not be full of wonderful things, no. It will be chock-a-block with studying for Maths and Biology Exams and fixing my 'oh-so-fail' English assignment. You know, I could be reducing my workload by studying right now, but I won't. I need this spare period to blog.
The wonderful thing about Friday is, even if your weekend is going to be filled with rubbish, you can live in the hope that it is going to be better than the days of the week that you spend at school. It's also a great time to procrastinate, because, you know, I don't do that enough.
To quote Fiyero from Wicked "I've been thinking..." And, you know, it's great to be able to use that quote, because I'm going to see Wicked this weekend. It is my "shining light in the sea of despair" (I'm so sorry, [GoJo], at least I'm not a stalker?). Yes, [ClearlyUnfocused] and I are going to head on down to our city's Lyric theatre, and watch this amazing musical... Instead of studying. Okay, so I'm starting to come off as a really bad student, but I'm really not. I'm just extremely fed up with school at the moment.
Anyways, as I was saying, I'm going to Wicked on Sunday. Even though I've seen the show three times already (I once flew to another city just to see it! I was so awesome), I'm really excited. It just comes at a time when I need to get away from my life, and take a trip to the land of Oz for a few hours. I think that's why it's become such a popular musical; because it acts as such a good escape from reality.
Ah, I've kinda gone off track, talking about Wicked. I just love this musical. I don't care where you're from, if you ever get the chance, see it!
Okay, back to my point. I've been thinking... over thinking. Like, everything. Not as much as my dear friend [TenutoTuo], who's really going through a rough patch at the moment. He's sitting next to me, blogging as well. He doesn't look so good. I hope he's okay. Actually, I know he's not okay, but that doesn't stop me wanting him to be. I'd just like to say, I love you [TenutoTuo]! We all do, and everything is going to be alright in the end, no matter what happens.
Sorry, just had to do that little shoutout. I have been thinking way too much. And I've been worrying about anything and everything that I possibly could, which isn't healthy. So, I've decided to try and take the Fiyero approach to life, because: "Life's more painless for the brainless. Why think so hard, when it's so soothing?"
I think too much about too much. So, I'm going to try and live 'the unexamined life'. I know this will fail miserably, seeing as I have, you know, an exam block coming up in the next few days. Nevertheless, I'm going to attempt look at life in more of a lighthearted way. Because, if I don't, I know I am going to kill myself with worrying. And, if I died now, I wouldn't be able to travel to Spain, and have a successful job in the arts, and have a happy marriage, and have crazy little boy kiddies with cool names, and party hard (just because I never have before), and live the life I'm going to live (which will probably be nothing like what I just mentioned). But, that's okay! Because that's the joy in life; you never know what's going to happen.
So, while I predict that much of my weekend will be crappy, I don't know that for sure. And that is the beauty of weekends.
Now, to add the Biology jokes. Firstly, I would just like to let you all know that [MissInvisible] has invisible herpes. Yes, you read that right. I kinda yelled out that she had herpes in the middle of a Biology revision lesson... and she decided that it was invisible, seeing as she is. Which is unfortunate for me, seeing as I am married to her, soooo... I've probably caught it off her. /I am kidding, of course/
Also: Yo mama's butt is made out of cells! Oh deary, deary me. I love lessons that get off-track.
Finally, I would like to say that [OldMan] is a bully. Even though he is sick, he still manages to hit me and 'hi-5' my face. Girl basher.
Have a wonderful weekend, my little demisemiquavers! I hope that it slows down, and each day is more like a breve. It's unlikely, but one can always hope. Peace & demisemiquavers out!
Monday, 14 March 2011
10 Things You Should NEVER Say in Front of Adults
SEX! Now that I've got your attention...
The above line was probably the only thing I actually learnt at school today: a foolproof way to get people's attention. I know, that doesn't make my school sound corrupt at all.
Funnily enough, it actually leads into what I'm blogging about today: things that you should never say in front of adults, teachers, your best friend's Christian parents, or anyone who has any form of morals or tact. As I've written before, I have one of the strongest moral compasses in the World. The problem is, my mouth does not. Sure, I may be a respectable Christian girl-next-door, who's idea of having a good time involves going out for a nice meal or stage show with friends, or frolicking in a park, but I have absolutely no tact.
Think of everything taboo one could possibly say, and I will have said it in front of the most moral of people. So, to save you from suffering the same ill-worded fate as I, I've decided to make a list of the worst things I have blurted out. Enjoy!
WARNING: Some sexual and/or offensive conetent. Not that anyone will probably ever read this, but if you are, here's the heads-up.
1. "Did you say pornography?"
Said to my best friend's extremely Christian father. At the time, I hadn't even been over to their house very often, and therefore gotten to know them very well, so it was a major slip-up. I can't remember what exactly what was said, but it was probably something more along the lines of "Topography" or "Photography". I'll never forget the horrified/annoyed look on his face, and the way my friend almost literally facepalmed.
Luckily, my friend's parents got to know me better, and figured out that I was a good person, albeit one who often hears things wrong and interprets them badly.
2. [anonymous friend] "Ow. You just poked me so hard *winks*"
"You bet I did!"
Actually, this happened today, thus inspiring me to blog about my unfortunate timing. With the amount of sexual jokes my friends and I make, it's not really "unfortunate" as much as "bound to happen", but that's not the point.
When the above comment was made, a male friend and I were actually in the middle of a poking war. Well, a whole group of us were just running around like a bunch of silly schoolgirls, poking eachother, and giving out random little slaps. So, technically, we were referring to the then current situation, but the underlying sexual innuendo was pretty obvious. Of course a techer had to walk past, just as we are saying this. I mean, I think of this friend in the most platonic way possible, but, teachers don't know that. The school I go to is... small, to say the least. Tiny is probably a better word. And the teachers gossip about the students so much. I can only imagine the staffroom gossip: "Did you hear [anonymous] flirting with [demisemiquavergirl]? And to think, their group used to be so innocent and hard-working..."
3. "ZOMG! MY BLANKET IS COVERED IN WHITE CRUSTY STAINS! LOOK AT THE PERVERTED DRAWINGS ON THE ROOF! DISGUSTING TEENAGE BOYS HAVE PROBABLY BEEN ALL TOUCHING THEMSELVES IN HERE AND I HAVE TO SLEEP IN THIS BED! AHH!"
... and that's only the beginning of what I said. Right now, you are probably very taken aback by these comments, so I'll shed some light on the situation. Let me take you back a few months...
It was late Autumn, and I was on a Biology camp on a small island just off the Eastern coast of [anonymouscountry]. My school group was staying at a Marine Biology Reseach Station that provided small dorms as accomodation. Usually, I would have had no problem staying in a place such as this, but, situations vary. While the station provided washed and cleaned sheets, their blankets looked as though they hadn't seen a wash in years. To make matters worse, the dorm I was staying in clearly had not always been one allocated to girls. Unless girls like to draw silly pictures of male genetalia on the roof, and write jerkfaced comments. It isn't impossible, but it's certainly less likely.
So, there I was, making myself at home on my top bunk, when I saw them. The disgusting, old, white, crusty stains. Anyone who knows me, that I am completely OCD over hygiene. Needless to say, I went mental. I freaked out to the max, and started yelling and crying and laughing; it was ridiculous. I was in a cabin full of my closest female friends, and they all lost it laughing. Until... we heard a knock on the door. Turns out the brick walls weren't so thick, and the teacher in the dorm next to us had heard every single word I said. He was not impressed. Of course, the most religious teacher in the school had happened to have a room next to us. I remember being so embarrassed, I had to get one of my friends to apologise for me, and explain the situation. The teacher turned out to be really understanding, and leant me his blanket. What a nice guy.
... too bad his blanket was covered in stains too. I don't think I need to say more...
4. "Imagine them, making out on the table of the library!"
Yet again, said in the presence of the teacher. This was a really awkward situation, because this teacher thought I was talking about them and probably another teacher, when, in reality, I was talking about another teacher altogether and the school librarian. Just to clear this up, my English teacher and the librarian do NOT have a thing, but they totally should.
5. "Miss [anonymous], we're chilling at your room for the rest of the period, right?"
Finally, something not so inappropriate. Here''s the deal- I'd just come back from a music excursion. Now, I would just like to say, I'm a good student, but I do like to skip classes to hang out at the instrumental music room. Well, only classes that I deem unimportant i.e Physical education and well, yeah, I just hate P.E. The best part is, because I am so involved in the school's music program, and on good terms with the teacher, my muso band buddies and I often do get to chill at the music room. The thing is, no other teachers are really aware of this. And, I happened to proclaim the above question in the school office, just as the Head of College was walking past. My instrumental teacher almost died with worry. Luckily, I don't think the HOC actually heard me, but it was still a thoughtless thing to say.
So here's a tip kiddies, don't say things that could potentially get teachers you like fired. Especially in front of their employer.
6. "... they were playing 'Pin the Penis on the Man' at the party!"
You bet it, just as the words leave my mouth, my Maths teacher walks past. He calls me by my full name and says "Your mother would be horrified to hear you talk about that sort of thing!"
He obviously does not know my mother because:
a) That was her story. She was the one who'd played that game at a highschool party. I was sharing only sharing it with my friends because, well, it's funny to hear such things about your parents.
b) My mother has heard me talk like that. I wouldn't call myself crude, but I live in a very open household. Bad language isn't commonly used, but we all like to have a good joke sometimes. Is that really weird?
Anyway, I don't think he thought I was such a nice, quiet student after that.
7. "[anonymous], do you have an itchy ballsack?"
That one night on band camp! Ah, I will remember that night with such fond memories.
No, I was not doing inappropraite things with instruments, or other bandmembers for that matter. Actually, it was just a night of laughter. Laughter that came as a result of that comment.
First, you have to understand that I posed the question to one of my female best friends, so obviously, I was just saying it to be stupid. But, you guessed it, just as I said it, one of the volunteer parents walks into our dorm and announces that "Dinner is ready!"
The timing made my friends and I lose it laughing. When I went up to get dinner, the guy actually winked at me! I think I ate a whole two pieces of pasta for dinner that night. The rest er, didn't really stay in my mouth because I was laughing so hard. The terrible thing is, some of my undigested dinner happened to land on one of my friend's plates... and he ate it. The laughter continued. The jokes just kept piling up, and I can now sum that night up in one acronym: IBS.
What is worse, is that the next day, the same volunteer was walking past, and just at that time, I decided to stick some of my stuffed animals in my bra, because I had not other way of carrying them (my hands were full with luggage). Of course, I had to make some silly joke about it. That poor volunteer dad, he must have thought I was completely insane.
8. "[anonymous], ooooh, I got your sext."
Of course I didn't get a sext from my friend; I've never recieved a sext in my life. I was being silly about recieving "Hi" text from a friend at the end of the table.
Here's the deal. I was out at a resturant with my friends for my bestie's 16th birthday. She had her family there too. And, oh dear, I was sitting next to her mother. This was the best friend whose father I asked if he had said pornography. Yeah, her mother is just as much of a Christian as her father, and a very moral person. I was pretty mortified when I realised how loud my voice was. Somehow, her family still likes me. Phew!
9. "[demisemiquavergirl] and I are married, we're allowed to express our love for eachother."
This was actually said by one of my best friends, not me. On the aforementioned biology camp, we had a short beachfront faux-lesbain-wedding, just as a joke. We've been kidding about being married ever since. But, on the bus back from another recent music excursion, my friend decided to tell the instrumental music teacher just what we could do because we were married. That poor woman, I had to keep reminding her that we were just kidding. She still looked quite disturbed.
10. "[anonymousteacher] is such a biased bitch."
Ooooh yeah, I was really fired up. My Biology teacher had dared to give me a B+, rather than the A I deserved. Now, you have to understand, I have never gotten fired up and fought with a teacher in my life... except this one time.
The last question on our Biology exam was "Should creationism be given equal weight to evolution when taught in schools. Give your opinion, and justify." So, I did. I said that it should be given equal weight, because both are only theories, and students should be given the opportunity to choose which they believe in. I wrote double the justification needed, and wrote the social and scientific consequences, yet, I still got marked down. Why? Because my teacher thought my opinion was wrong. How is it even possible to have a wrong opinion? Anyway, an argument over marks soon turned into an Atheist vs Christian all-out war. Of course, she overheard me venting my anger after class. Yet again, just my luck.
So, if you've bothered to read this whole post, then good on you!
... And the moral of the story is: don't say bad things. Keep them to yourself, or at least, don't say them in a public place. You're bound to be overheard.
The above line was probably the only thing I actually learnt at school today: a foolproof way to get people's attention. I know, that doesn't make my school sound corrupt at all.
Funnily enough, it actually leads into what I'm blogging about today: things that you should never say in front of adults, teachers, your best friend's Christian parents, or anyone who has any form of morals or tact. As I've written before, I have one of the strongest moral compasses in the World. The problem is, my mouth does not. Sure, I may be a respectable Christian girl-next-door, who's idea of having a good time involves going out for a nice meal or stage show with friends, or frolicking in a park, but I have absolutely no tact.
Think of everything taboo one could possibly say, and I will have said it in front of the most moral of people. So, to save you from suffering the same ill-worded fate as I, I've decided to make a list of the worst things I have blurted out. Enjoy!
WARNING: Some sexual and/or offensive conetent. Not that anyone will probably ever read this, but if you are, here's the heads-up.
1. "Did you say pornography?"
Said to my best friend's extremely Christian father. At the time, I hadn't even been over to their house very often, and therefore gotten to know them very well, so it was a major slip-up. I can't remember what exactly what was said, but it was probably something more along the lines of "Topography" or "Photography". I'll never forget the horrified/annoyed look on his face, and the way my friend almost literally facepalmed.
Luckily, my friend's parents got to know me better, and figured out that I was a good person, albeit one who often hears things wrong and interprets them badly.
2. [anonymous friend] "Ow. You just poked me so hard *winks*"
"You bet I did!"
Actually, this happened today, thus inspiring me to blog about my unfortunate timing. With the amount of sexual jokes my friends and I make, it's not really "unfortunate" as much as "bound to happen", but that's not the point.
When the above comment was made, a male friend and I were actually in the middle of a poking war. Well, a whole group of us were just running around like a bunch of silly schoolgirls, poking eachother, and giving out random little slaps. So, technically, we were referring to the then current situation, but the underlying sexual innuendo was pretty obvious. Of course a techer had to walk past, just as we are saying this. I mean, I think of this friend in the most platonic way possible, but, teachers don't know that. The school I go to is... small, to say the least. Tiny is probably a better word. And the teachers gossip about the students so much. I can only imagine the staffroom gossip: "Did you hear [anonymous] flirting with [demisemiquavergirl]? And to think, their group used to be so innocent and hard-working..."
3. "ZOMG! MY BLANKET IS COVERED IN WHITE CRUSTY STAINS! LOOK AT THE PERVERTED DRAWINGS ON THE ROOF! DISGUSTING TEENAGE BOYS HAVE PROBABLY BEEN ALL TOUCHING THEMSELVES IN HERE AND I HAVE TO SLEEP IN THIS BED! AHH!"
... and that's only the beginning of what I said. Right now, you are probably very taken aback by these comments, so I'll shed some light on the situation. Let me take you back a few months...
It was late Autumn, and I was on a Biology camp on a small island just off the Eastern coast of [anonymouscountry]. My school group was staying at a Marine Biology Reseach Station that provided small dorms as accomodation. Usually, I would have had no problem staying in a place such as this, but, situations vary. While the station provided washed and cleaned sheets, their blankets looked as though they hadn't seen a wash in years. To make matters worse, the dorm I was staying in clearly had not always been one allocated to girls. Unless girls like to draw silly pictures of male genetalia on the roof, and write jerkfaced comments. It isn't impossible, but it's certainly less likely.
So, there I was, making myself at home on my top bunk, when I saw them. The disgusting, old, white, crusty stains. Anyone who knows me, that I am completely OCD over hygiene. Needless to say, I went mental. I freaked out to the max, and started yelling and crying and laughing; it was ridiculous. I was in a cabin full of my closest female friends, and they all lost it laughing. Until... we heard a knock on the door. Turns out the brick walls weren't so thick, and the teacher in the dorm next to us had heard every single word I said. He was not impressed. Of course, the most religious teacher in the school had happened to have a room next to us. I remember being so embarrassed, I had to get one of my friends to apologise for me, and explain the situation. The teacher turned out to be really understanding, and leant me his blanket. What a nice guy.
... too bad his blanket was covered in stains too. I don't think I need to say more...
4. "Imagine them, making out on the table of the library!"
Yet again, said in the presence of the teacher. This was a really awkward situation, because this teacher thought I was talking about them and probably another teacher, when, in reality, I was talking about another teacher altogether and the school librarian. Just to clear this up, my English teacher and the librarian do NOT have a thing, but they totally should.
5. "Miss [anonymous], we're chilling at your room for the rest of the period, right?"
Finally, something not so inappropriate. Here''s the deal- I'd just come back from a music excursion. Now, I would just like to say, I'm a good student, but I do like to skip classes to hang out at the instrumental music room. Well, only classes that I deem unimportant i.e Physical education and well, yeah, I just hate P.E. The best part is, because I am so involved in the school's music program, and on good terms with the teacher, my muso band buddies and I often do get to chill at the music room. The thing is, no other teachers are really aware of this. And, I happened to proclaim the above question in the school office, just as the Head of College was walking past. My instrumental teacher almost died with worry. Luckily, I don't think the HOC actually heard me, but it was still a thoughtless thing to say.
So here's a tip kiddies, don't say things that could potentially get teachers you like fired. Especially in front of their employer.
6. "... they were playing 'Pin the Penis on the Man' at the party!"
You bet it, just as the words leave my mouth, my Maths teacher walks past. He calls me by my full name and says "Your mother would be horrified to hear you talk about that sort of thing!"
He obviously does not know my mother because:
a) That was her story. She was the one who'd played that game at a highschool party. I was sharing only sharing it with my friends because, well, it's funny to hear such things about your parents.
b) My mother has heard me talk like that. I wouldn't call myself crude, but I live in a very open household. Bad language isn't commonly used, but we all like to have a good joke sometimes. Is that really weird?
Anyway, I don't think he thought I was such a nice, quiet student after that.
7. "[anonymous], do you have an itchy ballsack?"
That one night on band camp! Ah, I will remember that night with such fond memories.
No, I was not doing inappropraite things with instruments, or other bandmembers for that matter. Actually, it was just a night of laughter. Laughter that came as a result of that comment.
First, you have to understand that I posed the question to one of my female best friends, so obviously, I was just saying it to be stupid. But, you guessed it, just as I said it, one of the volunteer parents walks into our dorm and announces that "Dinner is ready!"
The timing made my friends and I lose it laughing. When I went up to get dinner, the guy actually winked at me! I think I ate a whole two pieces of pasta for dinner that night. The rest er, didn't really stay in my mouth because I was laughing so hard. The terrible thing is, some of my undigested dinner happened to land on one of my friend's plates... and he ate it. The laughter continued. The jokes just kept piling up, and I can now sum that night up in one acronym: IBS.
What is worse, is that the next day, the same volunteer was walking past, and just at that time, I decided to stick some of my stuffed animals in my bra, because I had not other way of carrying them (my hands were full with luggage). Of course, I had to make some silly joke about it. That poor volunteer dad, he must have thought I was completely insane.
8. "[anonymous], ooooh, I got your sext."
Of course I didn't get a sext from my friend; I've never recieved a sext in my life. I was being silly about recieving "Hi" text from a friend at the end of the table.
Here's the deal. I was out at a resturant with my friends for my bestie's 16th birthday. She had her family there too. And, oh dear, I was sitting next to her mother. This was the best friend whose father I asked if he had said pornography. Yeah, her mother is just as much of a Christian as her father, and a very moral person. I was pretty mortified when I realised how loud my voice was. Somehow, her family still likes me. Phew!
9. "[demisemiquavergirl] and I are married, we're allowed to express our love for eachother."
This was actually said by one of my best friends, not me. On the aforementioned biology camp, we had a short beachfront faux-lesbain-wedding, just as a joke. We've been kidding about being married ever since. But, on the bus back from another recent music excursion, my friend decided to tell the instrumental music teacher just what we could do because we were married. That poor woman, I had to keep reminding her that we were just kidding. She still looked quite disturbed.
10. "[anonymousteacher] is such a biased bitch."
Ooooh yeah, I was really fired up. My Biology teacher had dared to give me a B+, rather than the A I deserved. Now, you have to understand, I have never gotten fired up and fought with a teacher in my life... except this one time.
The last question on our Biology exam was "Should creationism be given equal weight to evolution when taught in schools. Give your opinion, and justify." So, I did. I said that it should be given equal weight, because both are only theories, and students should be given the opportunity to choose which they believe in. I wrote double the justification needed, and wrote the social and scientific consequences, yet, I still got marked down. Why? Because my teacher thought my opinion was wrong. How is it even possible to have a wrong opinion? Anyway, an argument over marks soon turned into an Atheist vs Christian all-out war. Of course, she overheard me venting my anger after class. Yet again, just my luck.
So, if you've bothered to read this whole post, then good on you!
... And the moral of the story is: don't say bad things. Keep them to yourself, or at least, don't say them in a public place. You're bound to be overheard.
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