People, meet my new avatar.Avatar, people.I call it ‘Waking dream’.Not mine of course but worthy of being my signature.
No, I did not just write in to say that.What d’you mean “*Mutter* Wouldn’t be the first time now, would it?’ ?
I want to know just how much they pay our teachers.Must be quite a bit- they sure are doing a good job of keeping our noses to the grindstone and boy, do I mean keeping them right there.Almost nailing them right there.Apart from the potentially disturbing imagery, I’m trying to say here that although I have been granted a few measly days’ rest now ( only English and Biology to go), my schnozzle will be right back ‘where it belongs’ in a while as Phase-II of the BBE*s begins.Oh, to be me! And I do NOT mean that in a good way.
I meant to post yesterday.I had a whole host of reasons as to why I should be exempt from these exam-thingies.Really, do you doubt ME? Do you? Have you no religion? Yes, that kind of thing.Very amusing reasons they were, too.So much so that I spent a good half hour perfecting them before being forced back most cruelly to Reality.Physics.Oh God, Physics! Bloody Physics.Yes, that thing.And about the test today? Yeah, well, it will most certainly entertain my teacher.Unfortunately you don’t get marks for that sort of thing.Ah well.What did you expect with only a day and a half and 15 never-before-seen chapters to study..I wish I had me some wine in which to drown my sorrows.I mean c’mon, it’s almost poetic perfection.Maybe I’ll be a sad drunk and go around sobbing on peoples’ shoulders (and wiping my nose on their sleeves..).Naw, that was just me getting carried away with nose-references.
I’ve also been reading the Hitch hikers Guide To The Galaxy.Yes, before that same Physics test.You can see what I mean by ‘entertaining’, can’t you? Anyway, I love his sense of humour so far.It can reach toxic doses at some points, really – bit like holding a gun to your head and saying, ” That’s right, go on, LAUGH!”.But mostly, it’s good.And I love Marvin.LOVE.I am hereby officially adopting him. ( ” Do you want me to sit in the corner and rust, or just fall apart where I’m standing?”
“Would you like me to go and stick my head in a bucket of water?”
“Life. Don’t talk to me about life.” Ha ha.).
That’s about it.I might post again if I get around to painting something.Until then..
( You may rejoice.)