'Lo all.
Sick of literature and sick of A Midsummer Night's Dream.
Anyway, spent today going over notes, read through the whole damn play again, and saw Emily and Isobelle down the street. They just kicked psych's arse, good for them.
I found all of Them Crooked Vulture's album on the youtubes for streaming, and almost all of their tracks are definitely going in the playlist. However, right now my playlist is too big for my iPod. Guess I know what I'll buy myself for christmas now.
Yeah, not a lot of interesting stuff today.
Tomorrow, lit. Woo. I want it over already.
Crossposted.
Catchyas.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Monday, November 9, 2009
Mutually Assured Destruction.
'Lo readers.
Right. Exams. Woo.
So, after condemning textbook (there's a good reason they're not inflicting it on the year tens next year), off to school, chill with the droogs, then we were in. Luckily, no real difficult questions, just one asking for your opinion that I may have misinterpreted. I like history. The essay wasn't too bad, ranted for two and a half pages about Berlin and Cuba, went pretty well. I think.
Recess, discussed exam with everyone, then when Emma and I headed off to grab our lit essays, trapped and abused by both Ms Henry and Mrs Cartledge. "Tuck your shirt in!" "Take your jumper off!" "No tshirts!" "You're adopted and nobody loves you!" Still, got an A on my essay, that's two As in lit so far.
Study sesh in the maths room was quiet, discussed lit and travel and music and movies with Isobelle, Ryan, Emma and Bernice while Tara and Clare argued. It was like that bit in Anchorman where they're smiling and giving each other death threats. Both crazy, must be the Bairnsdale water.
Lunch was good, Sam was feeling generous, then everyone went on the warpath against some rowdy year sevens who were having a waterfight. I swear we had more respect for the year elevens when we were in year seven. Maybe it's cos we were afraid of them, maybe it's because they were actually mature...
Anyway. Maths exam. Pat and Tom were squabbling over a drink bottle, then away we went. I may have screwed up two questions, but I don't really care. There were buttloads of ants on our bags because Pat had left half a roll for them, the bastard.
After that, down the street for KFC, saw Jasmine, Sam's trying to get everyone to play runescape again, and tried to con Denny into getting Supreme Commander going again. What the hell is going on...
Dragged to band, had tea there, had a chat to Mr C, since some of the Traralgon people were there. Pretty meh, the eupho player was a bit too enthusiastic.
Right now I'm teaching Fraser how to abuse Facebook through spam and explicit images. Muwhahahaha.
Tomorrow, day off. I plan on sleeping then feverishly reading as much of A Midsummer Night's Dream as I can. This exam will be interesting. Not looking forward to it. Just wish my dvds had come in. Ah well.
Crossposted.
Catchyas.
Right. Exams. Woo.
So, after condemning textbook (there's a good reason they're not inflicting it on the year tens next year), off to school, chill with the droogs, then we were in. Luckily, no real difficult questions, just one asking for your opinion that I may have misinterpreted. I like history. The essay wasn't too bad, ranted for two and a half pages about Berlin and Cuba, went pretty well. I think.
Recess, discussed exam with everyone, then when Emma and I headed off to grab our lit essays, trapped and abused by both Ms Henry and Mrs Cartledge. "Tuck your shirt in!" "Take your jumper off!" "No tshirts!" "You're adopted and nobody loves you!" Still, got an A on my essay, that's two As in lit so far.
Study sesh in the maths room was quiet, discussed lit and travel and music and movies with Isobelle, Ryan, Emma and Bernice while Tara and Clare argued. It was like that bit in Anchorman where they're smiling and giving each other death threats. Both crazy, must be the Bairnsdale water.
Lunch was good, Sam was feeling generous, then everyone went on the warpath against some rowdy year sevens who were having a waterfight. I swear we had more respect for the year elevens when we were in year seven. Maybe it's cos we were afraid of them, maybe it's because they were actually mature...
Anyway. Maths exam. Pat and Tom were squabbling over a drink bottle, then away we went. I may have screwed up two questions, but I don't really care. There were buttloads of ants on our bags because Pat had left half a roll for them, the bastard.
After that, down the street for KFC, saw Jasmine, Sam's trying to get everyone to play runescape again, and tried to con Denny into getting Supreme Commander going again. What the hell is going on...
Dragged to band, had tea there, had a chat to Mr C, since some of the Traralgon people were there. Pretty meh, the eupho player was a bit too enthusiastic.
Right now I'm teaching Fraser how to abuse Facebook through spam and explicit images. Muwhahahaha.
Tomorrow, day off. I plan on sleeping then feverishly reading as much of A Midsummer Night's Dream as I can. This exam will be interesting. Not looking forward to it. Just wish my dvds had come in. Ah well.
Crossposted.
Catchyas.
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Supreme Commander.
'Lo all.
It's getting hot again.
So, woken up by Wiffy and Tom, who wanted Nirvana dvd and Half Life, then since I couldn't get back to sleep, onto the study. The folder had better stuff than the textbook, but my notes are lacking a bit. Ah well.
Denny and Sam dropped in after lunch, we rode to Aiden's, conned him into playing Denny's new game. I watched bemused. It's basically Age of Empires times a million. Huge maps. Pretty dull at times, but oh well. Went home, more study, got bored, played GH, felt bad, studied more, got bored, here I am.
Pumped for TCV album next week, and picking up some more movies. Which reminds me:
Ninja Scroll - ***1/2
Another anime classic, apparently. Not bad, made a bit more sense than the last one, still kinda messed up. Like a dwarf shooting wasps out of his back. Meh. And it's way better with subtitles.
Tomorrow, going to smash history, then finish maths. Just gotta stick around at school in between, dammit.
Crossposted.
Catchyas.
It's getting hot again.
So, woken up by Wiffy and Tom, who wanted Nirvana dvd and Half Life, then since I couldn't get back to sleep, onto the study. The folder had better stuff than the textbook, but my notes are lacking a bit. Ah well.
Denny and Sam dropped in after lunch, we rode to Aiden's, conned him into playing Denny's new game. I watched bemused. It's basically Age of Empires times a million. Huge maps. Pretty dull at times, but oh well. Went home, more study, got bored, played GH, felt bad, studied more, got bored, here I am.
Pumped for TCV album next week, and picking up some more movies. Which reminds me:
Ninja Scroll - ***1/2
Another anime classic, apparently. Not bad, made a bit more sense than the last one, still kinda messed up. Like a dwarf shooting wasps out of his back. Meh. And it's way better with subtitles.
Tomorrow, going to smash history, then finish maths. Just gotta stick around at school in between, dammit.
Crossposted.
Catchyas.
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Hand Springs.
'Lo everyone.
Work today, such fun. Pretty quiet, specially at the end. Went down the street, picked up Nirvana live at the Reading Festival dvd.
So, went home and watched that while reading through the history textbook, which is so helpful for ONLY ONE OUTCOME ARGH. The dvd isn't bad at all, but the tuning is so awful it's painful at times. Ah well.
And then checked the news, half watched Independence Day, Isobelle got facebook so there was ten thousand things about that, the poor girl.
Tomorrow, more history study, going to try and break into the folder and dig out the important stuff. I think it'll be good though.
Crossposted.
Catchyas.
Work today, such fun. Pretty quiet, specially at the end. Went down the street, picked up Nirvana live at the Reading Festival dvd.
So, went home and watched that while reading through the history textbook, which is so helpful for ONLY ONE OUTCOME ARGH. The dvd isn't bad at all, but the tuning is so awful it's painful at times. Ah well.
And then checked the news, half watched Independence Day, Isobelle got facebook so there was ten thousand things about that, the poor girl.
Tomorrow, more history study, going to try and break into the folder and dig out the important stuff. I think it'll be good though.
Crossposted.
Catchyas.
Friday, November 6, 2009
Breathe.
'Lo all.
Right. Exams again.
Denny rocked up this morning to eat our fruit, the bastard, headed to school early and joined the queue for spare batteries. Then lined up out the front of the hall, just missed out on a window seat, and exammed. Maths is fairly easy when you've got the calculator and a magic textbook. Only question I had any trouble on I got right anyway cos it was a trick, and Jordan's a genius.
So, chilled with the rest, finished my history thing, went teacher hunting, and since the horde all seemed occupied with themselves (cept Ryan, who was pissed cos he forgot his exit pass), I left. Went for a drive with Beardman, picked up Ghost in the Shell, Akira, and some ninja movie for $20. Awesome.
Went home, chilled out, then Denny dropped in to take my Pearl Jam stuff, and eat more of our fruit. We decided to watch a movie since it was taking ages.
Akira - ***
Well, it's dated, and the dubbing isn't good. The pacing is pretty slow, by the end you just want it to hurry up, but some bits are pretty good. The start is pretty cool; movie would be better if it was more about cool motorbikes and less about grey freaks. The ending is disgustingly messed up. I might have to watch it again with subtitles, cos hell, the dubbing is distracting.
And no, I'm not much of an animoot fan, other than Ghost in the Shell. That's a good movie. Might go watch that now.
PD and Diana dropped in with Janine, had a chat, Fraser was a dick about getting food, discussed veiled racism and pranks. Going to have to try putting jelly things in the pool, might have to have a go at the oxycetalyne in the lights too, that might be fun.
Tomorrow, work. Sleep. Study for history. Meh.
Good to have something to concentrate on, I think, less stuff to whinge about.
Crossposted.
Catchyas.
Right. Exams again.
Denny rocked up this morning to eat our fruit, the bastard, headed to school early and joined the queue for spare batteries. Then lined up out the front of the hall, just missed out on a window seat, and exammed. Maths is fairly easy when you've got the calculator and a magic textbook. Only question I had any trouble on I got right anyway cos it was a trick, and Jordan's a genius.
So, chilled with the rest, finished my history thing, went teacher hunting, and since the horde all seemed occupied with themselves (cept Ryan, who was pissed cos he forgot his exit pass), I left. Went for a drive with Beardman, picked up Ghost in the Shell, Akira, and some ninja movie for $20. Awesome.
Went home, chilled out, then Denny dropped in to take my Pearl Jam stuff, and eat more of our fruit. We decided to watch a movie since it was taking ages.
Akira - ***
Well, it's dated, and the dubbing isn't good. The pacing is pretty slow, by the end you just want it to hurry up, but some bits are pretty good. The start is pretty cool; movie would be better if it was more about cool motorbikes and less about grey freaks. The ending is disgustingly messed up. I might have to watch it again with subtitles, cos hell, the dubbing is distracting.
And no, I'm not much of an animoot fan, other than Ghost in the Shell. That's a good movie. Might go watch that now.
PD and Diana dropped in with Janine, had a chat, Fraser was a dick about getting food, discussed veiled racism and pranks. Going to have to try putting jelly things in the pool, might have to have a go at the oxycetalyne in the lights too, that might be fun.
Tomorrow, work. Sleep. Study for history. Meh.
Good to have something to concentrate on, I think, less stuff to whinge about.
Crossposted.
Catchyas.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
No More Psych.
'Lo readers.
Right. Back into exams. Woo.
Kept up last night (nothing wrong with The Smiths at 11, but Jethro Tull at 1am is pushing it), then dragged myself up in the morning, time seemed to run out as I finished the last practice exam.
Stood around flipping through the textbook, making sure I knew what was better out of variable interval and fixed ratio reinforcement schedules (the latter), then away we went. Had no real trouble, some of the questions were just fill in the blanks. One required you to be creative, I better get it right. Finished with a good half hour spare to stare out the window at year tens who waved and laughed at me. Bastards.
Recess was a relief, but I was buggered and unprepared for the lit practice thing we had next. Pulled the whole thing out of nowhere, bits of it probably won't make sense, but oh well. At least it's an attempt. Then off to the library to discuss Daria.
Lunch. Chatted to Ryan, Hayden was a dickhead, and Leighton was surrounded by a harem cos it was his last day. Poor bastard. Had a look at the year twelve jackets, they'll look alright, but I dunno if they're worth $80 if we can only wear them on Wednesday.
Maths was pretty meh, attempted to help a reluctant Alison with Jordan, Brendog shouted a lot, business as usual.
Then a proper spare. Zomg. Oliver, Emma and I hung around outside, then into the study room in the library to chat to the rest until Emily discovered how good the acoustics were. Hasty exit.
After school, work, which was fairly quiet, cept for a few punk kids who thought I was Fraser. Briefly went home to check news, flipped through textbook, then went to Diana's for food. Pretty good, too.
And now, after finishing the history thing, gotta do this 'easy' lit thing, then bed. Woo.
Tomorrow is the first maths exam, but after that I can go home if I'm feeling antisocial (and I usually am). Sometimes it's good to not do mainstream english, though it's a bit risky.
Hurm again.
Crossposted.
Anyway, the end.
Right. Back into exams. Woo.
Kept up last night (nothing wrong with The Smiths at 11, but Jethro Tull at 1am is pushing it), then dragged myself up in the morning, time seemed to run out as I finished the last practice exam.
Stood around flipping through the textbook, making sure I knew what was better out of variable interval and fixed ratio reinforcement schedules (the latter), then away we went. Had no real trouble, some of the questions were just fill in the blanks. One required you to be creative, I better get it right. Finished with a good half hour spare to stare out the window at year tens who waved and laughed at me. Bastards.
Recess was a relief, but I was buggered and unprepared for the lit practice thing we had next. Pulled the whole thing out of nowhere, bits of it probably won't make sense, but oh well. At least it's an attempt. Then off to the library to discuss Daria.
Lunch. Chatted to Ryan, Hayden was a dickhead, and Leighton was surrounded by a harem cos it was his last day. Poor bastard. Had a look at the year twelve jackets, they'll look alright, but I dunno if they're worth $80 if we can only wear them on Wednesday.
Maths was pretty meh, attempted to help a reluctant Alison with Jordan, Brendog shouted a lot, business as usual.
Then a proper spare. Zomg. Oliver, Emma and I hung around outside, then into the study room in the library to chat to the rest until Emily discovered how good the acoustics were. Hasty exit.
After school, work, which was fairly quiet, cept for a few punk kids who thought I was Fraser. Briefly went home to check news, flipped through textbook, then went to Diana's for food. Pretty good, too.
And now, after finishing the history thing, gotta do this 'easy' lit thing, then bed. Woo.
Tomorrow is the first maths exam, but after that I can go home if I'm feeling antisocial (and I usually am). Sometimes it's good to not do mainstream english, though it's a bit risky.
Hurm again.
Crossposted.
Anyway, the end.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Give me a reason.
'Lo all.
Once again, we better make this quick.
Today I studied. I'm sick of practice tests. Did them all day. Fairly dull.
Fraser rocked up this afternoon with his ears pierced, and sparkly, ranting about getting spacers. I lol'd.
Not much else to write about, so back to the study.
Tomorrow, going to murderlise this exam. Then the lit practice exam. Then history stuff at lunchtime, probably.
Crossposted.
peace.
Once again, we better make this quick.
Today I studied. I'm sick of practice tests. Did them all day. Fairly dull.
Fraser rocked up this afternoon with his ears pierced, and sparkly, ranting about getting spacers. I lol'd.
Not much else to write about, so back to the study.
Tomorrow, going to murderlise this exam. Then the lit practice exam. Then history stuff at lunchtime, probably.
Crossposted.
peace.
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