(really? and the bus is still running? wow I remember we had this bus driver who used to park the bus at the entrance of the estate, so he could text. although he was mostly on time, we could have come early when it rained
also, he texted when driving. we complained and we never saw him again)
I did it because i was hungry..well thirsty. And you were just there...I didn't want to bite you but the voices in my head did...biting myself momentarily makes me feel better and fools the voices..
I am well. *glances down at Leif and Kari* They miss their mother. I also believe their cousin is teaching them how to steal my daggers. No doubt my sister is encouraging that.
Claire: ... No. I'll make breakfast. ... I'm keeping the stick so it'll give you an incentive not to hurt yourself... You can have it for your birthday as I said before.
Claire: ... No. *her eyes fade back to their normal colour and Silente lands on the ground again* ... But you can make breakfast... If it's that important to you...
(@Chloe @Sil I've said less than a hundred words out loud today.
I'd love to tell you that I want to talk more, but my mother comes home soon and so I'll try to avoid her, which is impossible. My only words are for you.)
(I'm incredibly happy and excited thank you Chloe) (Hello Mr soul how be you? ) *takes out an extra box of matches and continues arranging them* *makes a dog*
@Inky: Speaking for myself, I don't tend to sleep at non-night-times . . . I do often get to a state of semi-consciousness if I'm tired/ill, but that's about it, especially what with being interrupted for meals and such . . . Also, sleep is not possible when homework is required. -_-
. . . Further maths maths . . . Ummm . . . Inequalities and indicies. :) :) The indicies part sounds very errorful, but I'm still doing linear inequalities so at the moment all is rosy. :)
@Star: *laughs* THey are good counterpoints, though. :)
OH DAMN I forgot I still have chemistry homework. UGH. WBD-ER :P
Hi Tia! :) I'm alright, thanks. How are you?
@Star: Ah. I think I get along with indices fine, but not so much inequalities - we didn't do those in Additional Maths (which I guess must be WJEC equivalent to your Further?), so we first saw them a couple of weeks ago. She completely gave up trying to teach us to solve them graphically because nobody could understand it. :P
I am doing quite well! I'm busy preparing for Disneyworld, where I will be embarking in nine days time. School is becoming ever-increasingly difficult, but I'm muddling through as usual.
Goodness, I'm never going to get used to telling people how I'm doing. Nobody asks me that in real life, yet it happens without fail every time I come here. That's a nice feeling.
I dedicate to a happier day awaiting for all who have enough faith to find it. I dedicate to my people, my patch, though they're not much to look at, and nothing posh. I dedicate to a barber and his wife, because she was beautiful, and he was naive. I dedicate to notes, even though there are far too many of them for my taste, and all of them are about Christine. I dedicate to food, glorious food, and to murder, murder, in the night. I dedicate to trouble, yes, right here in town, trouble with a capital T which rhymes with B which stands for Blogland.
But I also dedicate to something coming, and I don't know what it is, but it's going to be great.
. . . . . . We just do Maths, but then I take Further Maths as an iGCSE. It's mostly pointless because we'll re-cover it in A-level if we do it, and I think I'm going to, but I get a qualification out of it so y'know. :P My further maths teacher is crap and doesn't actually teach us anything. I have a PDF of exercises and then another PDF of the solutions, and I basically learn by looking at the question and the answer and trying to work out how one becomes the other. :P And the answers on my PDF all seem to have been solved graphically. It seems simple enough, but I might be doing it wrong - the answers don't always come with detailed explanations, so it's a little hard. XD
The one consolation I have about school is that I'm currently doing Western Civ 1, which is incredibly long and incredibly difficult. However, I LOVE DOING IT, so at least I can enjoy myself, even if my grades don't hover at the top of the charts.
@Annika: Oh, that sounds awesome. :) I've never been to a Disney Realm, but the general impression is that it is a Good Trip, so... I hope that's the case. :)
I have never ever been to Disney before, so I'm incredibly excited to go! There are so many things I want to do and see and buy and ride and lick . . . maybe not lick . . . but the point is, I'm very excited! Plus, we are coupling the trip with a trip to HARRY POTTER WORLD at Universal Studios!
(Ohmigod ! of my friend and I came up with an idea to hold a mini sort of comic con in college to raise money for the Kenya project we are apart if and we have permission to do it!)
A mini Con? Oh my gosh, that sounds amazing! You could rent out the gym or some such thing, and wear costumes and eat nerdy food, and . . . wow, that just sounds really neat!
@Star: ... Oh? That's an interesting method. So you do ordinary Maths at the same time?
We finished our GCSE in the January, and then results in March, after which top set were forced to do additional, unless they had to resit(or something like that :P). So, since we didn't get a choice, we were just taught by our normal teacher. There was nothing computerized in it. ^^
I went to my first-ever Con last month, as you all probably know, and it was the best weekend of my life. I think anything that brings Con-like happiness into people's lives is a good thing.
You don't have to do that claire.. *keeps scrambling the eggs, waiting for them to be just right* *turns off the hob and plates up the eggs, setting the plate down on the table, pouring some orange juice for Claire and putting some cutlery down for her* voilá. *walks to the fridge*
Fencing is . . . eh. I love being able to fence, and being able to say that I can fence, and fencing random gangs, and getting involved in street-fencing rings, and building fences in people's backyards, but actually attending the classes is a bore, I must say.
@Taia: Yup. Further maths is in my free time, as well . . . I used to go once a week after school, but now I go once a week at lunch. And it's with a different teacher to my normal one. Last year wasn't computerised, but this year it's all online . . . it's probably better that way. :P But yeah. Not having anyone explain it to me sucks. My friend has had my further maths teacher as a maths teacher ever since she's been at secondary school, and you know, it's no wonder she's in bottom set and predicted a D . . . they should give their best teachers to people in the lower sets, instead of giving them the crappy teachers no one wants. How are they ever meant to pass without it being explained satisfactorily to them? . . . Yeah.
And I just think giving someone the same teacher five years in a row sucks anyway. There'll always be teaching methods that won't work for some people, so they shoudl rotate their teachers, so everyone gets taught well some years instead of some people not getting taught well for their entire education.
(Is it? Aww Kung fu is weird now The guy who was roughly my height has gone to UNi now so I have to partner with the brown belt and he almost snapped my elbow)
... Wasn't there a Spongebob episode where Squidward becomes increasingly attractive with each hit he takes to the face? Because if that happens to Tia, with that many stairs... :P
I always wanted to try fencing, too. ^^ I went so far as to find when the classes were on, but I was too scared to actually join, naturally. :P
I see. I've always wanted to try martial arts. In fencing class, we don't partner with any one person. Everybody fences with everybody. This is especially good because the class ranges from Ryan, the twelve-year-old fencing prodigy, to Charles, the 67-year-old gay heart surgeon.
No, I'm not kidding.
Everyone is of different ages and heights, so we get to fence a lot of different people using a lot of different styles. Plus, it leads to a lot of team spirit and camaraderie between kids and adults, which is something rarely seen.
(Really? I would love to try it ^.^ but there Is this girl I know who represents wales or something like that for fencing and the amount of times she has had a massive support on her leg...)
@Star: That's a really good point. And I agree. Actually, I think that there should be fewer not-very-good teachers, but that's kind of a different matter, I guess. But yeah, I agree. :/
But like, on the Further Maths, if you find anything you don't get, I'd be happy to [try to] help. :) (which I've probably said already, but STILL. :P) ^^
While I've been talking to you I've been trying to catch up on my reading. My current reading is The History of my Life, being the infamous memoirs of Giacomo Casanova, in six volumes. I just finished the first volume, and it ends with him boarding a ship and sitting in a compartment with a mother and her teenage daughter, and the last lines of the book are:
"The girl was ugly. I was bored for the whole journey."
Casanova is a very stressful reading experience for me.
The reason is because most of the time I agree with everything he says, and laugh at all his jokes, and want him to succeed in all his endeavors. This is a problem because HE'S CASANOVA. He's a horrible person, and yet I really identify with him.
AND THE REST OF THE TIME HE'S GOT HIS HEAD UP THE SKIRTS OF A DIFFERENT WOMAN EACH DAY.
Honestly, Casanova, have some self-control. It's getting kind of absurd.
*drums her fingers on the side, uncomfortable with the silence* *sighs in relief when the microwave beeps and opens it quickly* *puts the rice and curry on a plate, grabbing a fork* *sits down*
It's actually very fascinating, doing a character study on this guy, because it's such a toss-up between the two aspects of his personality: the charming underdog trying to make it out there in the world, and the horny teenager who keeps getting distracted by sex, rather than paying attention to what his actual goals and dreams are. There's a lot to learn from these books, I've found, and a lot of good advice to be had.
BUT THEN THERE'S THE CHAPTER WHERE HIS BOSS ASKS HIM TO WRITE A SONNET ABOUT MACARONI, AND HE READS IT OUT LOUD AT A MACARONI FESTIVAL AND GETS CROWNED THE KING OF MACARONI.
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Claire I promise I'll talk but you need to calm down first!
(Already have)
(really? and the bus is still running? wow
I remember we had this bus driver who used to park the bus at the entrance of the estate, so he could text. although he was mostly on time, we could have come early when it rained
also, he texted when driving. we complained and we never saw him again)
(Our bus is never on time, but one year and I wont have to catch it again)
Claire: *swallows* ... Sorry... Please stop doing this to me...
(yes, that's the attitude to have ^^ just look forward to that)
Home.
Lonely.
Alone.
Cold. So, so cold.
But other than that, my back hurts and I'm depressed.
*hugs Chloe*
(I shall, thanks Chloe)
(*huggles Kas to warm him up* remember my email is always open, bach
dim problem Ed ^^)
(*Hugs Tia*)
I did it because i was hungry..well thirsty. And you were just there...I didn't want to bite you but the voices in my head did...biting myself momentarily makes me feel better and fools the voices..
I am not a Bach?
(bach literally means small in welsh. however it is used as a term of endearment ^^)
Claire: ... I told you about the stick... *pulls it from where it is resting against the wall, moving it towards her* Open your mouth.
*raises a skeptical eyebrow but opens her mouth obediently*
(*is concerned for Claire because Sil is stubborn and probably won't change until it is too late :c*)
Claire: *tips the stick like you would a glass, blood trickling into Silente's mouth*
(By the way, Chloe I am testing twitter so ignore if a message appears)
(I just saw the message ^^)
*swallows the blood, slightly irritated at how slowthe trickle is*
(I will be back in a moment.)
Buses, they do nothing to help you, Midgardians.
(Exactly Zaf, how are you?)
(Okay Soph.)
(Hello Loki. Hows your author?)
(Hey Loki ^^ how art thou?)
Hello, Loki.
Hello, Zaf.
How are you?
(*has been to all sorts of exotic places*
Spain.
Turkey.
Even Ukraine. (I think? Passing by on road trip.)
*has never been to France*
France is two hours away.
*sighs*
Can we all go to France? Chloe? Sil? Dragona?)
(I really would love to go to France ^^
I only ever go to England on holiday)
(@Chloe get Gar and let's go!:D)
I am well. *glances down at Leif and Kari* They miss their mother. I also believe their cousin is teaching them how to steal my daggers. No doubt my sister is encouraging that.
Zanida: Ricci never would steal your daggers.
(France? *has a hard enough job learning it, can't imagine visiting it*)
(*dances to 'dancing through life'*)
(I am back.)
Claire: *tips the staff more, blood flowing out faster*
(I have ben to a few places, namely Germany, France and Wales)
Germany was far more interesting, the Germans knew what the concept of 'kneel' meant. Now the Americans.....I am not overly fond of, nor Russians.
(when we are older, we tots shall do that ^^)
*growls and drinks faster, pupils dilating slightly, almost purring*
(where in Wales, Ed?)
(Cardiff, a place I cant spell and another place I cant spell)
Claire: *moves it back so it's vertical* Are you alright?
They say that England is cold and dreary, I know not if that is true.
Ih, it appears lunch is soon. I detest the fact they practically starve the children, they should thoroughly starve them.
(Cardiff is cool ^^
me and rhos are going to meet at the Cardiff comic con, was it in south wales?
Cwmbran? Pontypool? mythyr?)
(England is cold and dreary)
*whimpers, pupils shrinking again*
*blinks, already looking better than before, if slightly dazed at her food being taken away*
Whu..?
Why, Loki?
Ah. Si it is.
The San Diego Comic Con of 2013 was better.
(Cool, I a going to Birmingham comic con the week after my birthday. The place began with an L)
(I like going to England. I miss going to blackpool, we used to go there each year)
Midgardian technology...I despise it.
(Lampeter, Laugharne, Llandeilo, Llandovery, Llandrindod Wells, Llandudno, Llandudno Junction, Llandysul, Llanelli, Llanfair Caereinion, Llanfairfechan, Llanfyllin, Llangefni, Llangollen, Llanidloes, Llanrwst, Llantrisant, Llantwit Major, Llanwrtyd Wells, Llanybydder, Loughor, Llanishen?)
Dare I ask how to pronouce that?
(I like going to London, but the distance is a problem)
(I love going to London, ive only been there a few times for Wembley)
Claire: Are you alright?
(Oh, come on, England is not bad. Not by a long shot.)
(Llangollen. I have been in the London eye)
Yeah.. were'd the blood go...
Claire: ... Away. If you stop hurting yourself you'll get more.
(ahh, the thing is you pronounce the double l differently, but you cant type it out XD)
(Wbd freezing myself to death, see you soon!)
(@Tia: *frowns* Hey.
Sil hoenstly cares about Claire. Depression is a mental illness, so please don't have a go at her for it.)
(Oh, my welsh isn't good XD)
(Try hot tea Tia)
*licks her lips clean*
I need to make breakfast..
(Hey, Star-Bubble. Was I being mean again? :c)
Claire: ... No. I'll make breakfast.
... I'm keeping the stick so it'll give you an incentive not to hurt yourself... You can have it for your birthday as I said before.
*frowns*
But I'm the one who makes breakfast.
Claire: Not today.
But..I make breakfast while you sleep..
Claire: ... And now I'm awake.
Go back to sleep.
Claire: ... No. *her eyes fade back to their normal colour and Silente lands on the ground again* ... But you can make breakfast... If it's that important to you...
(*walks in, Lionel Richie, hello playing in the background*
Hello.. Is it me your looking for? I can see it in your eyes, i can see it in your smile)
*lands on her feet and reapplies the bandages*
*goes downstairs to cook breakfast*
(Hello Gar)
Claire: *follows her*
(@Chloe @Sil I've said less than a hundred words out loud today.
I'd love to tell you that I want to talk more, but my mother comes home soon and so I'll try to avoid her, which is impossible. My only words are for you.)
(Hello, Gar!
*hugs*
How are you doing?)
(Msd.)
(*hugs Tia* I'm happy thank you, how be you?)
(Hello Sebastian (<that's your new name Ed) how be you?)
(Sebastian? I be fine thanks)
(Good and yes Sebastian)
(*looks at Sebastian* what is Sebastian? I'm arranging matches *arranges matches*)
(I don't understand)
(understand what? I'm arranging matches, you know arranging them in shapes *continues arranging the matches*)
(Ok?)
(Oopsie
Sorry for poofing)
(*Steals one of the matches and sinks into a shadow*)
*waves to Chloe* hello and come here please and how be you?)
(*goes to Rhos* I be estatic thanks, you?)
(I'm incredibly happy and excited thank you Chloe)
(Hello Mr soul how be you? )
*takes out an extra box of matches and continues arranging them*
*makes a dog*
(Hello Blake)
(Aww that's cute
Why are you playing with matches ?)
(I will be back soon.)
(Ok Sophia)
(soz soph)
Are you following?
*cracks two eggs into a pan with some butter, salt and pepper, stirring*
Hello. :)
*should be learning maths, but I feel like German?*
*either way, wbd*
*& msd, probably*
(Brb)
(Hey Taia! How art thou?)
Ok Sebastian and Soph)
(Hello Taia how be you?)
(Chloe, i got the idea from this:
http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=N0onquIv89g )
Hey Chloe! :)
Hi Garrett! :)
I'm OK. Headache, again. :P
Thanks for asking - How're you both? :)
(I is really really really happy ^.^)
(*gives Taia a hug* <it might make you feel better,
I'm incredibly happy thank you)
*hugs Garrett back* Thanks. :)
I'm glad you're both feeling so good. :) :) :)
Headaches are not good. :(
(Yes, I'm doing that thing where I drift in and drift out . . . XD Sorry.)
In other news, I'M DOING FURTHER MATHS AND IT'S NOT TOO UNUNDERSTANDABLE.
YAAAAAAAAAAAY.
(Why don't you rest Taia ? It normally helps to sleep it off ^.^)
@Inky: Speaking for myself, I don't tend to sleep at non-night-times . . . I do often get to a state of semi-consciousness if I'm tired/ill, but that's about it, especially what with being interrupted for meals and such . . .
Also, sleep is not possible when homework is required. -_-
That's just my counter-arguments, though. :P
Hey Star! How're you doing? :)
Headaches are not good. But other things are, and there are still otherthings beside headache, so... :)
And- YAY! :D
What maths is it? ^^
@Chloe: I could, but I'll probably sleep better later if I don't now. Thank you, though. :)
*And the comment wasn't even directed at me and I don't even need to sleep, currently, but I just have a natural urge to argue back. :S
Hello Taia and Star-Bubble! How are you?
@Taia: Fine, thanks. :) :) You?
Yes. :) That is true. I need to suggest that. :O
. . . Further maths maths . . .
Ummm . . .
Inequalities and indicies. :) :) The indicies part sounds very errorful, but I'm still doing linear inequalities so at the moment all is rosy. :)
Hi Tia! :) Fine, thanks. :) :)
You?
(Tis okay Star ^.^
And good point Taia. ^^)
(Hello Star *offers a hug* how be you?)
(Hello again Tia *offers a hug* )
(No probs Taia)
(*offers Chloe a huggle*)
@Gar: Fine, thanks. :) :) You?
*takes hug :P*
. . . *runs out from the rosy skies of linear inequalities straight into quadratic ones*
. . . Fuck. :P
(*huggles like a koala*)
@Star: *laughs* THey are good counterpoints, though. :)
OH DAMN
I forgot I still have chemistry homework.
UGH.
WBD-ER :P
Hi Tia! :)
I'm alright, thanks. How are you?
@Star: Ah. I think I get along with indices fine, but not so much inequalities - we didn't do those in Additional Maths (which I guess must be WJEC equivalent to your Further?), so we first saw them a couple of weeks ago.
She completely gave up trying to teach us to solve them graphically because nobody could understand it. :P
*the Midnight Hotel pops up out of the ground*
Greetings, Blogland! In the tradition of Dugglyn Carzainia, how are your eyes feeling today?
Oh bugger and blast.
(I am back.)
Claire: I'm... staying with you.
(Anni!!! How art thou?
My eyes are great!)
I am doing quite well! I'm busy preparing for Disneyworld, where I will be embarking in nine days time. School is becoming ever-increasingly difficult, but I'm muddling through as usual.
@Star: :P
I think they're mostly solved like regular equations though, aren't they? ^^
xD
Hi Annika! :)
*hugs*
My eyes are competent, thank you. And yours? :)
Hi Sophia! How're you? :)
Goodness, I'm never going to get used to telling people how I'm doing. Nobody asks me that in real life, yet it happens without fail every time I come here. That's a nice feeling.
*hugs everyone*
(Disney ! I haven't been tere in years... And that's in Paris. I want to go to the Florida one
And you will be fine in school ^.^)
(Depressed, Taia. Yourself?)
(*huggles Anni*)
I dedicate to a happier day awaiting for all who have enough faith to find it. I dedicate to my people, my patch, though they're not much to look at, and nothing posh. I dedicate to a barber and his wife, because she was beautiful, and he was naive. I dedicate to notes, even though there are far too many of them for my taste, and all of them are about Christine. I dedicate to food, glorious food, and to murder, murder, in the night. I dedicate to trouble, yes, right here in town, trouble with a capital T which rhymes with B which stands for Blogland.
But I also dedicate to something coming, and I don't know what it is, but it's going to be great.
@Taia: Yes. :) :)
. . .
. . . We just do Maths, but then I take Further Maths as an iGCSE. It's mostly pointless because we'll re-cover it in A-level if we do it, and I think I'm going to, but I get a qualification out of it so y'know. :P
My further maths teacher is crap and doesn't actually teach us anything. I have a PDF of exercises and then another PDF of the solutions, and I basically learn by looking at the question and the answer and trying to work out how one becomes the other. :P And the answers on my PDF all seem to have been solved graphically. It seems simple enough, but I might be doing it wrong - the answers don't always come with detailed explanations, so it's a little hard. XD
Hear hear! Bravi!)
Hi Clara! :)
Hear, hear. :)
The one consolation I have about school is that I'm currently doing Western Civ 1, which is incredibly long and incredibly difficult. However, I LOVE DOING IT, so at least I can enjoy myself, even if my grades don't hover at the top of the charts.
(I'm very happy thank you Star)
(Clars how be you? *offers huggle*)
(*huggles Chloe and smiles while being huggled like a koala*)
@Clara: :) :)
I think loving doing it is more important. :)
@Gar: Ah, that's good. :)
@Annika: Oh, that sounds awesome. :)
I've never been to a Disney Realm, but the general impression is that it is a Good Trip, so... I hope that's the case. :)
And- *hugs* Excellent dedication. :)
Garrett and Star and Inky and Sophia and Taia! Oh my!
*hugs all*
*totters around, dizzy from all the hugs*
(I do not hug, Clara.)
I have never ever been to Disney before, so I'm incredibly excited to go! There are so many things I want to do and see and buy and ride and lick . . . maybe not lick . . . but the point is, I'm very excited! Plus, we are coupling the trip with a trip to HARRY POTTER WORLD at Universal Studios!
*hugs Gar*
(Hear hear!
Hello, Clara! How are you?)
@Clara: That sounds great!!!!!!! :)
Oh, Tia's here too! Hullo, Tia. I'm doing well!
One of my friends got a sort of scholarship thing to work at Disney World (in Florida). She'll be spending spring quarter there.
(Ohmigod ! of my friend and I came up with an idea to hold a mini sort of comic con in college to raise money for the Kenya project we are apart if and we have permission to do it!)
(I hope you have a good time, Clara.
Also:
*sneaks into Clara's room*
*hugs her*
*is still hugging her*
*is still hugging her*
*lets go and escapes*)
*SCREAMS* WHY DO PLEASANT AND REASONABLY ATTRACTIVE PEOPLE KEEP SNEAKING INTO MY ROOM AND HUGGING ME.
*hides under blanket*
(@Chloe Yay for more comic con!
*does not read comics*
*...mostly*)
Hey, Fabi! *tacklehugs*
How are you?
A mini Con?
Oh my gosh, that sounds amazing! You could rent out the gym or some such thing, and wear costumes and eat nerdy food, and . . . wow, that just sounds really neat!
(I don't Kas ^^ I go there for the pureawesomeness and dressing up)
(sounds like fun Chloe)
(Hear hear to your ded Clars, it was good)
@Sophia: Aw :/ I'm alright, thanks. ^^
@Star: ... Oh? That's an interesting method. So you do ordinary Maths at the same time?
We finished our GCSE in the January, and then results in March, after which top set were forced to do additional, unless they had to resit(or something like that :P).
So, since we didn't get a choice, we were just taught by our normal teacher. There was nothing computerized in it. ^^
(Nerds of the college uniting!
I sooo can't wait)
I went to my first-ever Con last month, as you all probably know, and it was the best weekend of my life. I think anything that brings Con-like happiness into people's lives is a good thing.
(I can't wait for comic con this Saturday
*winks at Rhos*)
I'm attractive?
*faints*
*falls down stairs until he's no longer attractive*
*keeps falling*
*It's a long way down because he was apparently reasonably attractive to begin with*
I've got nothing but school until I leave for Disneyworld. Although I do have a fencing tournament tonight.
You don't have to do that claire..
*keeps scrambling the eggs, waiting for them to be just right*
*turns off the hob and plates up the eggs, setting the plate down on the table, pouring some orange juice for Claire and putting some cutlery down for her* voilá.
*walks to the fridge*
(*catches Kas* you will ruin you're beautiful face if you fall further)
@Clara: *additional exclamation marks for Harry Potter WOrld* !!!!!!!!!!!!! :)
*hugs Fabi*
That sounds like a nice way to spend your break, hopefully. :)
@Chloe: Oh, awesome! Sounds like a great idea. :0
*rocks hand from side to side, palm down*
Only reasonably attractive. Only reasonably.
*barely contained smirk*
Claire: Yes, I do. *sits down at the table* ... Thanks, Silente. *starts eating her scrambled egg*
(Good luck Anni! I always wante to try fencing)
Fencing is . . . eh.
I love being able to fence, and being able to say that I can fence, and fencing random gangs, and getting involved in street-fencing rings, and building fences in people's backyards, but actually attending the classes is a bore, I must say.
@Taia: Yup. Further maths is in my free time, as well . . . I used to go once a week after school, but now I go once a week at lunch. And it's with a different teacher to my normal one.
Last year wasn't computerised, but this year it's all online . . . it's probably better that way. :P
But yeah. Not having anyone explain it to me sucks. My friend has had my further maths teacher as a maths teacher ever since she's been at secondary school, and you know, it's no wonder she's in bottom set and predicted a D . . . they should give their best teachers to people in the lower sets, instead of giving them the crappy teachers no one wants. How are they ever meant to pass without it being explained satisfactorily to them?
. . .
Yeah.
And I just think giving someone the same teacher five years in a row sucks anyway. There'll always be teaching methods that won't work for some people, so they shoudl rotate their teachers, so everyone gets taught well some years instead of some people not getting taught well for their entire education.
(Is it? Aww
Kung fu is weird now
The guy who was roughly my height has gone to UNi now so I have to partner with the brown belt and he almost snapped my elbow)
@Inky: I got distracted ranting but YES, MINI-COMIC-CON!!!!! YAY!!! Sounds like a great idea, and I'm glad it's happening. :) :)
... Wasn't there a Spongebob episode where Squidward becomes increasingly attractive with each hit he takes to the face?
Because if that happens to Tia, with that many stairs... :P
I always wanted to try fencing, too. ^^
I went so far as to find when the classes were on, but I was too scared to actually join, naturally. :P
(There should be pics when it does happen, if they don't appear on the Facebook page I will see if I can post them on my blog)
I see. I've always wanted to try martial arts.
In fencing class, we don't partner with any one person. Everybody fences with everybody. This is especially good because the class ranges from Ryan, the twelve-year-old fencing prodigy, to Charles, the 67-year-old gay heart surgeon.
No, I'm not kidding.
Everyone is of different ages and heights, so we get to fence a lot of different people using a lot of different styles. Plus, it leads to a lot of team spirit and camaraderie between kids and adults, which is something rarely seen.
(I'm the only girl in Kung fu XD)
Around a third of the fencing class is made of of ladies of various heights, though not one of them above 5'6".
(*winks back at Chloe*)
(fencing looks fun Clars, is it fun though?)
You're welcome..
*takes the lid off the rice and curry and puts them in the microwave*
*sets it for one minute then turns to face Claire*
Tasty?
(Really?
I would love to try it ^.^ but there Is this girl I know who represents wales or something like that for fencing and the amount of times she has had a massive support on her leg...)
@Taia: XD XD XD
Claire: *nods, having a drink* Thank you...
Oh, it's very fun, if you're good at fencing. If you're not good, then, to coin a popular meme, "you're gonna have a bad time."
I am not good at fencing.
(*glomps Rhos*)
@Star: That's a really good point. And I agree.
Actually, I think that there should be fewer not-very-good teachers, but that's kind of a different matter, I guess. But yeah, I agree. :/
But like, on the Further Maths, if you find anything you don't get, I'd be happy to [try to] help. :) (which I've probably said already, but STILL. :P) ^^
@Anni: Oh, that sounds brilliant..! :)
DAMN IT ALL TO HELL.
While I've been talking to you I've been trying to catch up on my reading. My current reading is The History of my Life, being the infamous memoirs of Giacomo Casanova, in six volumes. I just finished the first volume, and it ends with him boarding a ship and sitting in a compartment with a mother and her teenage daughter, and the last lines of the book are:
"The girl was ugly. I was bored for the whole journey."
THE END
DAMMIT CASANOVA KEEP IT IN YOUR PANTS.
Taia! XD
*keeps falling* :S
@Clara Oh, myyyyy.
(lol Anni XD
*stops Kas from falling* don't, you will ruin your attractiveness )
*Tia's stairs spontaneously turn into a bouncy castle*
Casanova is a very stressful reading experience for me.
The reason is because most of the time I agree with everything he says, and laugh at all his jokes, and want him to succeed in all his endeavors. This is a problem because HE'S CASANOVA. He's a horrible person, and yet I really identify with him.
AND THE REST OF THE TIME HE'S GOT HIS HEAD UP THE SKIRTS OF A DIFFERENT WOMAN EACH DAY.
Honestly, Casanova, have some self-control. It's getting kind of absurd.
Anni XD
Dammit
Chemistry!
Chemistry!
Distant!
Chemistry!
Always fear when Blake is near.
*Pauses*
That sounded better in my head, I figured it was more accurate than "Never fear, Blake is here!".
*drums her fingers on the side, uncomfortable with the silence*
*sighs in relief when the microwave beeps and opens it quickly*
*puts the rice and curry on a plate, grabbing a fork*
*sits down*
(Hey Blake, how art thou?)
*laughs* Hi, BLake!
*fears*
*a little bit*
*... maybe*
:P
Claire: ... Are you alright?
It's actually very fascinating, doing a character study on this guy, because it's such a toss-up between the two aspects of his personality: the charming underdog trying to make it out there in the world, and the horny teenager who keeps getting distracted by sex, rather than paying attention to what his actual goals and dreams are. There's a lot to learn from these books, I've found, and a lot of good advice to be had.
BUT THEN THERE'S THE CHAPTER WHERE HIS BOSS ASKS HIM TO WRITE A SONNET ABOUT MACARONI, AND HE READS IT OUT LOUD AT A MACARONI FESTIVAL AND GETS CROWNED THE KING OF MACARONI.
I'M SERIOUS.
THIS MAN HAD THE MOST FASCINATING LIFE.
(I'm meh, thanks for asking. I wonder how "meh" became a feeling...)
(*stands on top of table* can I please get everyone's attention?)
Tommy Wiseau Voice: Oh, hi Blake.
(@Clara I really feel like reading this. :D)
*bounces down the bouncy stairs of the bouncy castle* :S
Yes, Inky, you have my attention!
*stands at attention*
(*accepts glomping and holds you in a huggle* well that was a surprise *smiles and laughs*)
(Sil don't you Dare!! Innuendo that)
(Hello again Mr soul)
(*Directs the attention of his parenthesised self towards Inky*)
(Hello, Blake. How are you? What is this... "meh" that you speak of?)
(Sure, Chloe!)
(Right.. Um *whispers to self* this is much easier in rp
*to everyone* um hi, so... The Garky ship will be setting sail soon )
Mhmm.
*shovels curry into her mouth, not particularily enjoying the taste but needing to have a reason not to speak*
(And I am back)
(Welcome Ed!)
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