Pure genious?
In a world of nonsense, everything something is, it isn't, everything it would be wouldn't, and everything it wasn't, was.
Wednesday, 3 February 2010
Tuesday, 2 February 2010
night, street, lamp, drugstore.
Literal translation adapted from Wikipedia:
Night, street, lamp, drugstore,
A meaningless and muted light.
Live another quarter century -
All will be thus. There's no way out.
You'll die -- you'll start again from the beginning,
And all will repeat, as before:
Night, icy ripples on a canal,
Drugstore, street, lamp.
No sympathy when shouting out is all you know.
Didn't really do much else, backed my spanish and history book, which is two things I can tick off on my whiteboard.
In about two hours or so I have to sort out my work experience, which involves going round to some guy's house and filling out forms and whatnot. I'm hoping to "work" in a photography buisness for the week. Probably just brewing up, which in all honesty, isn't bad. :)
Monday, 1 February 2010
The dog days are over!
We had to get our last batch of vaccinations, DTP? something, tetnus and polio.
I'm petrified of injections, not needles. Needles that pierce your ears don't scare me. They don't have dead cells in them that float around your body.
Anyway, I had to have an earlier appointment (at 10am) than the usual lot, so, as I was stood in que with 5 other nervous girls...I was actually wishing I was back in chemestry
I'm petrified of injections, not needles. Needles that pierce your ears don't scare me. They don't have dead cells in them that float around your body.
Anyway, I had to have an earlier appointment (at 10am) than the usual lot, so, as I was stood in que with 5 other nervous girls...I was actually wishing I was back in chemestry
(Hah!)
Other than my traumatic start to the day (yes, traumatic,) it was quite a good day. The bus was late picking us up to take us to school, (which I was loving at the time, in hope that it would happen to roll in past 10 so I could completely avoid the vaccination,) however, no such luck. Mum "came to the rescue" and bombed round the corner to give me, Beth and Sasha a lift.
Chemestry, history, english, ICT and PSHE.
Couldn't you have just saved me this once mum?
English isn't so bad. I just sit next to a complete...well to be honest, physcopath.
History was fine though, everyone was wandering in and out having their vaccinations, looking at me to tell them "its fine" or "it doesn't hurt at all!" before they go, (seen as I'd already had it before them.) Instead, I smiled sympathetically and said
"aw, it's not too bad.. I mean, you don't bleed thaat much."
"aw, it's not too bad.. I mean, you don't bleed thaat much."
And of course, they all loved me for that:)
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