Yup yup.
Hey ya’ll.
/me sighs and stretches
Quick run-through of the day:
Subs was boring. I tried to get online from there, but they had disabled the internet (physically) as I discovered once I finally logged in as admin. Which meant that I was left with Minesweeper, Freecell and Runman as entertainment for about two hours. So instead, I uploaded some pics onto the pc. Some of them were pretty emo I guess, but they’re really cool. I also had some poetry on me which I started typing out and backupping onto my flashdrive (I keep a backup of most of my stuff there). As it happened, Robynne was sitting next to me. And saw the pics and the poetry. And is now more firmly convinced than ever that I am a totally depressed little emo.
/me chuckles
I also showed Astrid a poem or too. She grabbed one of my hands and checked my wrists for any signs of cutting.
/me laughs
Hilarious. I have considered many things before, but emo wasn’t really one of them. I used to be the really sorted out one. The one who always knew what was going on, what to say and what to do (even though I was quiet). Then … well… yeah.
/me grins
Look at me now. : P
lol Whatever. Then there was Accounting. And break. Then all the girls got called in to give us a lecture about the disgusting state of our bathrooms. Whatever. Then Maths, during which I felt like a total idiot for forgetting something that I had felt like a total idiot about before for forgetting it. Then I had a couple of bright moments again some time later. But whatever. Then Science which was okay. Then English which was useless and boring. And more subs. And then music, which was okay. Played a piece and then tons of scales, arpeggios and sight-reading. Amazingly, she says my arpeggios are better than my scales. Which has never happened before. And, of course, that my sight-reading sucks. That has been that way since forever. I guess I just don’t find it very interesting or important until about a month before the exam. Then I freak out because I haven’t been practising…
Yeah. lol.
Weirdly enough, my mood today is much better than yesterday. Much. Whether you are interested or not, now you know. I wonder. Maybe I really am emo. Don’t particularly think so though. A little strange maybe… weird tastes in a lot of things and all that… but not really emo. Just different.
/me shrugs
Oh well. Let them think what they like. After all, it doesn’t really affect me.
I’m worried about one of my friends (I shall not mention her name here…). We were in LO the one day and another friend of ours, Yoli (Can’t remember whether I’ve mentioned her before), asked the teacher something. Now, the LO teacher is a absolutely hilarious guy in his early twenties. And he is probably one of the few people who can make us learn and have fun in LO at the same time. He also happens to be the youth pastor. But anyway…
The question made use of an example to explain the situation properly. Here goes…
Say there is a girl named Jane. And there are also two other girls named Sanet and Linda. Jane is currently hanging around with a group of guys. Really dangerous guys. Not the I’ll-beat-you-up type dangerous. The I’ll-cut-you-up-into-little-pieces-and-manage-to-get-away-with-it type of guys. Who are all playing her (you know soapie style… Hm. Wonder whether soapie is a SAcan word. Oh well, whatever…). None of them realize that they are like one mixed up Generations episode.
The girl Linda is really tight with this Jane girl. And the girl Sanet is too. The two other girls see what is happening to Jane, but Jane can’t see it. And they can’t tell Jane what she is getting herself into, because Jane won’t believe them.
The question goes on. But whatever. The thing is, I know the ‘Jane’ girl. She is one of my best friends. And I worry. A lot. But I can’t do anything. Hopefully she saw the light today. I overheard (not intentionally ya’ll dark-minded people) talking about it to the LO teacher. So I hope this all gets sorted out real soon.
/me sighs and shrugs
I guess prayer never hurt anyone.
All the people taking Computers are forever complaining about the teacher not knowing what she is doing. I had a brainwave…
I want to write a cute, harmless little program to freak her out.
I will put in a little timer-type thing that runs the program exactly in the middle of the period when my friends are all there. The screen will go black. Then a little error message will appear saying something along the lines of ‘A worm has entered your system. I is currently devouring all oranic data and discarding the rest. Sorry for any inconvenience. Please wait, this process might take a couple of minutes. Thank you for your patience.’
Then I’ll have some fun with the built-in speakers (like the sound you hear when you hold shift in for too long). And eventually the computers will switch off. When they turn them on again, the pc’s will work fine again and nothing will seem to be wrong.
/me grins evilly
I just have to remove the traces before they find the program. I hope there’s some kind of self-desctruct mechanism… Else I could just get on later that day and remove it. Or get all my friends in on the deal and have them remove it when the teacher freaks out and rushes to the office. Food for thought.
I have to go for now though. I still have some Maths to do. And tons of projects of course. But whatever.
Your Plotting Sarcastic Poet
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