And it's not only because it was a Monday, or a late post; I'm used to them. No; it was because throughout my day, I had very bad luck. Except for one occasion, so it wasn't all bad. But mostly, yeah, I had bad luck. Anyway, to my day, where you can see the full extent of the unlucky things that plagued my day. Also, I should probably stop exaggerating. Ah well (Side note: I did have overdramaticising, which I think works better for what I'm trying to say, but has the downside of being, when Googled, pretty much only found on Urban Dictionary. What the hell, internet?).
Period 1 was English, in which we went through the book, like on Friday, to look for more examples of how the protagonist was an Odd One Out. I already pointed out the things wrong with that on Friday, so I won't continue, though I would like to point out something funny that happened. Jordan came in late, and his reason was, and I'm writing verbatim here: "chillen in the hood." No, seriously. What apparently happened is that someone else wrote it for him. It was still funny, any way you look at it. Period 2 was Maths, in which Mango and I played many games when we got bored, such as Tic Tac Toe (both of us forcing a draw every time), 3D Tic Tac Toe (on a 2D sheet of paper, no less), and most memorably, Minesweeper, which was played on a 5 by 5 board, and in which Mango tried to do the numbers first (it would have been easier to do mines first, but then, hindsight is 20-20). We then gave it to Justin to figure out, who got it after a while of thinking.
Recess was 13, although I also went to see Mr Pitt, as I was supposed to do on Friday (warning: nerdy science things abound). He started by pulling out two cylinders, both the same size, which was roughly the same size as my thumb, and both shiny. Indeed, looking at them, they were identical in all respects except one was a whitish colour and the other was a darker colour, both metallic. I first picked up the lighter one, which was very light (pun not intended; the former 'light' I mean as colour, the latter I mean as weight). As in, extremely light. Looks metallic, was about as light as foam. The second I went to pick up, the darker one, was almost absurdly heavy. As in, you wouldn't think it could possibly be that heavy, but it was. He revealed that the light one was magnesium, which has a density of about 1.7 g/cm³, and the heavy one was tungsten, density of around 19 g/cm³ (science is amazing). Apparently Robson had told him I had read 'Uncle Tungsten,' (Wikipedia article), and Pitt thus showed me the metals. He also showed me aluminium, which was slightly heavier than the magnesium, and niobium, which it seems not many people have even heard of, much less seen or held.
Period 3 was Drama (yes, I just took a paragraph to explain Recess), in which we made Greek masks, or, rather, masks reminiscent of the classic Greek mask, considering we were making them with cardboard, scissors, lead pencils and crayons gotten from the Art rooms. I did, like a lot of people, blind Oedipus, which I think was creative, although as art it's not too good. Well, as a great man (Douglas Adams, specifically) once said, "I think the idea of art kills creativity." Period 4 was Commerce, in which we went to the computer labs to write a letter to the editor of a newspaper complaining about youth unemployment. Except that we weren't supposed to research, just use what we knew. Which, as we haven't even covered youth unemployment yet, is little. Lunch was 13.
Period 5 was PE, in which the majority of my bad luck came in. We were playing Gridiron, and Chris threw a ball back to the pack, which I was in. They said 'Heads!' I didn't hear them or see the ball. You can sorta guess what happened. Bam! Right on the right side of my head. My whole ear went numb and I was very disoriented. Sadly, that was just the start of the mishaps. I tried to stop people going for the quarterback, so I held out my arms. But I kept coathangering
people. So I thought, 'I've had enough of this.' So I got into a horse-riding stance from hapkido, thus lowering my arms and centre of gravity and braced for the charge. This was one of the worst things I could have done. I dropped my arms about 10 cm. Girls were charging at me. What's about 10 centimetres below a girl's neck? Yes, those. Sophie charged right at my hand. It was an awful faux pas. Sophie looked at me, while my brain tried to decipher what just happened. Finally it clicked, my jaw dropped open, and I started apologising as much as I could. After that, I just stood to the side. Period 6 was a History exam, like those pre-tests we had been doing over the past few days. I finished with about 15 minutes to go (I get through those types of things pretty quickly), so I just doodled on the back of the sheet for a while.
When the bell went, we got home, and around 6:45, we left for hapkido. Shay was there, as was Shirisha, and she had gotten her uniform. Overall, it was a pretty good lesson, bar one thing. I tried to get my signature, my last signature: my back roll. Grandmaster Geoff's exact words? 'Within spitting distance.' If I had just extended my back leg slightly more, I would have gotten it. Almost. I almost had it. That's my luck. So come Wednesday, I will be going for it again, and I'll try to make a conscious effort to do that roll right. Orange belt is within sight, my friends; and I think I'm ready. When I got home, I blogged about Sunday, and I tried to start Monday's post, but I obviously did not get to do it. So here I am.
That was my Monday; full of mishaps. Sorry for the late post; I think I'm almost back on track and ready. I severely hope so, anyway. I'll see how it goes. Also, that title isn't so good. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe. Titles are notoriously fickle.
This is what Mondays do to people,
AB
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Monday, September 7, 2009
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Spring Is Here
Life is skittles and life is beer... I refer, of course, to two things: The fact that today was the first day of spring (well, going by the months rather than the equinoxes and such), and that great Tom Lehrer song, 'Poisoning Pigeons in the Park,' which starts off with the line: 'Spring is here.' Allow Youtube to sing it to you. Anyway. Let's have a look at my day, shall we?
Period 1 was Science, in which we did some work on (get this): acceleration graphs. So this one is like the distance and the velocity graph, but it measures acceleration. I think that these are just getting repetitive, and ultimately, annoying (and Robson agrees. See?). We also did an experiment in which we dropped tennis balls from a railing, and see how long it takes for them to drop (insert obvious pun about balls dropping here). Period 2 was Geography, which was again going on the computers to do some work on that assignment. It's coming along pretty well, in fact. Recess was 31.
Period 3 was English, in which we read from the creepiest poem ever: Porphyria's Lover (courtesies of Wikipedia for the full text. Oh, and speaking of Wikipedia, I might just say this now: as you might think, it is, in fact, my home page.). Seriously, just read it: it is creepy. Only word for it. We've read it before in Drama, and I can tell you: it never gets better. Still, it's worth reading, just to have a look at it. Period 4 was Maths, in which we followed from the sine rule and got something: the cosine rule. I've come across it before, and I couldn't understand a bit of it. But now, now it all makes perfect sense, and I can repeat what I said yesterday: maths is awesome. I mean, you would think that getting the result would be complicated, but the equation is (fairly) simple, and possibly the most amazing thing is that it works. Anyway. Lunch was cards.
Period 5 was Drama, in which we finished the play of King Oedipus. Also creepy, as Oedipus ends up killing his father and marrying his mother (to quote Homer, 'Who pays for that wedding?'). Oh, and it gets worse: he fathers kids. With his mother. Eurgh. And he just kept going on about it. Even with his kids around. It gets worse (if that were possible), with him gouging his eyes out. With his hands. OK, I'm changing topic, because this is just going on and on. Period 6 was Commerce, in which we just did work from sheets. However, about halfway through the lesson, Lucy came in from Food Tech, bringing along a strawberry soufflé. And that accordingly went around the class, with it getting to me, who, as nobody else wanted it, finished it.
When I got home, I talked on MSN, and blogged. I had just finished Monday's post when it was time to go to Lachlan's (Shay's brother) birthday party. He was 11, and both families (mine and his) all went out to Lone Star. While there, I talked to Shay, and to eat, I had these Amarillo chips, which are chips with cheese and bacon over them. Pardon me while I drool. They were delicious. For dinner, I had a burger with bacon and beef... Sorry. It was really good. Chips also came with it. After we had finished, we went to Shay's place, where we had conversation and white mud cake. I also went to blog, but not enough. So here I am.
And that was my day. Sorry for the late post. With hapkido and assignments and all that, a post that is actually on schedule may be coming later rather than sooner. Ah well. That happens, and there's not much we can do. Anyway.
I think the loveliest time of the year is the spring,
AB
Period 1 was Science, in which we did some work on (get this): acceleration graphs. So this one is like the distance and the velocity graph, but it measures acceleration. I think that these are just getting repetitive, and ultimately, annoying (and Robson agrees. See?). We also did an experiment in which we dropped tennis balls from a railing, and see how long it takes for them to drop (insert obvious pun about balls dropping here). Period 2 was Geography, which was again going on the computers to do some work on that assignment. It's coming along pretty well, in fact. Recess was 31.
Period 3 was English, in which we read from the creepiest poem ever: Porphyria's Lover (courtesies of Wikipedia for the full text. Oh, and speaking of Wikipedia, I might just say this now: as you might think, it is, in fact, my home page.). Seriously, just read it: it is creepy. Only word for it. We've read it before in Drama, and I can tell you: it never gets better. Still, it's worth reading, just to have a look at it. Period 4 was Maths, in which we followed from the sine rule and got something: the cosine rule. I've come across it before, and I couldn't understand a bit of it. But now, now it all makes perfect sense, and I can repeat what I said yesterday: maths is awesome. I mean, you would think that getting the result would be complicated, but the equation is (fairly) simple, and possibly the most amazing thing is that it works. Anyway. Lunch was cards.
Period 5 was Drama, in which we finished the play of King Oedipus. Also creepy, as Oedipus ends up killing his father and marrying his mother (to quote Homer, 'Who pays for that wedding?'). Oh, and it gets worse: he fathers kids. With his mother. Eurgh. And he just kept going on about it. Even with his kids around. It gets worse (if that were possible), with him gouging his eyes out. With his hands. OK, I'm changing topic, because this is just going on and on. Period 6 was Commerce, in which we just did work from sheets. However, about halfway through the lesson, Lucy came in from Food Tech, bringing along a strawberry soufflé. And that accordingly went around the class, with it getting to me, who, as nobody else wanted it, finished it.
When I got home, I talked on MSN, and blogged. I had just finished Monday's post when it was time to go to Lachlan's (Shay's brother) birthday party. He was 11, and both families (mine and his) all went out to Lone Star. While there, I talked to Shay, and to eat, I had these Amarillo chips, which are chips with cheese and bacon over them. Pardon me while I drool. They were delicious. For dinner, I had a burger with bacon and beef... Sorry. It was really good. Chips also came with it. After we had finished, we went to Shay's place, where we had conversation and white mud cake. I also went to blog, but not enough. So here I am.
And that was my day. Sorry for the late post. With hapkido and assignments and all that, a post that is actually on schedule may be coming later rather than sooner. Ah well. That happens, and there's not much we can do. Anyway.
I think the loveliest time of the year is the spring,
AB
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Nothin' At All
I hereby claim that the title was a reference to 'The Simpsons,' and specifically, I am quoting the episode 'Little Big Mom' where Flanders says "Feels like I'm wearing nothin' at all!" (Stupid sexy Flanders...). Wow, that was a long way to go for an explanation of a title. Anyway, what I mean is that I did barely anything today. Yeah. So, without further ado, to my day.
I woke up at 6:30 (I know, I know. Goddamn.), and got on my laptop, and put the TV on, of course. Everyone else got up at 8 (Lucky buggers. I hate getting up early on the weekends. 6:30 is ridiculous.), and so we had breakfast. By the time I'd finished chores, and that includes the procrastination that naturally goes with them on Sundays, it was something like 10, and I still had to get Saturday's post done. And the problem with posting on the weekends when there's nothing else on schedule (at least for me) is this: there are so many other websites to look and things to do and people to talk to on MSN that you sorta lose track of time, and you keep saying to yourself that it'll get done right after this bit. And then that bit. So that was what happened at 12; when I realised it was lunch time and I had barely gotten any done.
However, two things happened: the weekend procrastination set in, and the footy games for today started. So I started to watch the games, as well as blogging on and off. This continued until after dinner, when I realised how much time I had left, and I started to blog like crazy (yes, my day was pretty much like this. Quite frankly, I'm surprised I'm getting this much.), while watching the Dogs-Magpies game. I finished my post at around 7:30, which was coincidentally also about the time the game was finishing. The Western Bulldogs beat the Collingwood Magpies by 24 points, putting the Dogs into third by percentage, leapfrogging the Pies. And only by .31%. Gotta admit, that's very close. So when I finished my post, I did for about an hour what I wanted to do for most of the day: go on Battlefield Heroes. I'm gradually getting better, though I still need to work on my Rambo (as in, running in and shooting everything in sight. Gunners are awesome like that.). And for the rest of the night, I surfed the net, as well as doing some posting. But not a lot, so here I am.
Such was this Sunday, which was rather repetitive, in retrospect. Also, it's a very short post. That's because I did essentially nothing for the entire day. I sorta complained about this in the previous post's last paragraph. But, yeah. Short post for a not-so-eventful day. Ah well. Tomorrow's post should be longer.
I should probably stop complaining about the length of posts,
AB
I woke up at 6:30 (I know, I know. Goddamn.), and got on my laptop, and put the TV on, of course. Everyone else got up at 8 (Lucky buggers. I hate getting up early on the weekends. 6:30 is ridiculous.), and so we had breakfast. By the time I'd finished chores, and that includes the procrastination that naturally goes with them on Sundays, it was something like 10, and I still had to get Saturday's post done. And the problem with posting on the weekends when there's nothing else on schedule (at least for me) is this: there are so many other websites to look and things to do and people to talk to on MSN that you sorta lose track of time, and you keep saying to yourself that it'll get done right after this bit. And then that bit. So that was what happened at 12; when I realised it was lunch time and I had barely gotten any done.
However, two things happened: the weekend procrastination set in, and the footy games for today started. So I started to watch the games, as well as blogging on and off. This continued until after dinner, when I realised how much time I had left, and I started to blog like crazy (yes, my day was pretty much like this. Quite frankly, I'm surprised I'm getting this much.), while watching the Dogs-Magpies game. I finished my post at around 7:30, which was coincidentally also about the time the game was finishing. The Western Bulldogs beat the Collingwood Magpies by 24 points, putting the Dogs into third by percentage, leapfrogging the Pies. And only by .31%. Gotta admit, that's very close. So when I finished my post, I did for about an hour what I wanted to do for most of the day: go on Battlefield Heroes. I'm gradually getting better, though I still need to work on my Rambo (as in, running in and shooting everything in sight. Gunners are awesome like that.). And for the rest of the night, I surfed the net, as well as doing some posting. But not a lot, so here I am.
Such was this Sunday, which was rather repetitive, in retrospect. Also, it's a very short post. That's because I did essentially nothing for the entire day. I sorta complained about this in the previous post's last paragraph. But, yeah. Short post for a not-so-eventful day. Ah well. Tomorrow's post should be longer.
I should probably stop complaining about the length of posts,
AB
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Done and Dusted
After several exhausting, exasperating hours, my Ag assignment is, like the title says, done. Is finished. All gone assignment, kaput! (OK, I really couldn't resist that Fawlty Towers quote. Manuel is awesome). So sorry about the late post, I was working on my assignment. Hell, I didn't even go to hapkido.
I woke up early to do as much of my assignment as I could, and with my usual wake-up time being 6, that's pretty early. I got an hour's work in before it was time to go to school. Period 1 was English, in which we were supposed to do speeches. Hancock, however, so we had the permanent substitute (or as Kolodziej would say, temporary), Contado, who showed us this god-awful book called 'Displaced Person.' A quick Google search tells me to go to Wikipedia and look up all about refugees (official titling problems). The second link invites me to look at a bad book review, which is basically just the blurb; but electronically. America marketed it as 'Misplaced Person,' which I think is unintentionally hilarious ("I lost my keys... and Jimmy!")We read through the book as a class, and it was horrible. I recommend avoiding it like the plague. Period 2 was Maths, in which we just did more revision work. It's getting rather annoying. Ah well. Recess was the usual.
Period 3 was Drama, in which we went to the computer labs to look up stuff from Ancient Greece. But, as usual, my computer didn't work, so I just partnered with Cam. And the sites Kolodziej gave us didn't work, so we used Google. And it worked. Lunch was 13. Sport was going down to the oval, and we were supposed to be doing baseball. But the guy who was supposed to teach us (idea: stop spending money on coaches for people who don't care about the sport and start fixing the computers) didn't show up. So some of us played T-Ball (Tee Ball? Tee-Ball?), which quickly devolved into sitting around. Ebony sat with Victor, and John, Kevin and I took turns to try to destroy a plastic water bottle (we got very bored). It quickly turned out, however, that the bottle was indestructible. We tried throwing the bottle up and hitting it with the bat, we tried playing baseball with the bottle, we even tried smashing it against the fence. Nothing worked. In the end, I just put the bottle on the ground and started attacking it like an lumberjack taking an axe to a log (I'm a lumberjack and I'm OK!). Which also failed. In the end, we just gave up.
When I got home, I had afternoon tea, and then I got stuck into my assignment. I worked and I worked, from 4 until around 9. And by the end, I was getting bloody sick of potatoes. Google Images was bugging me. And I had had enough of not going on Battlefield Heroes, and not going on MSN, and basically not having any free time at all. At 9, I promptly collapsed in a chair. I then got up, to send it to the school's computer. When that didn't work, I just put it on my USB and called it a night. The assignment was finished.
Comments now, just the 1.
*Karen: Yeah, I have a feeling I'll do that too. I mean, if I do it, it will be due Monday, if I don't, it'll be tomorrow. Murphy's Law in action (if it can go wrong, it will.). Ah well. That joke was pretty good; but I don't have the topic test. I have a 4 hour Maths competition. And no. I'm not kidding.
And that was my day. Sorry about the late post; I think I had a very good excuse (and if you think that's not good enough, well, it's my blog. Or, blame society. Actually, yeah. Blame society.). Tomorrow's post should also be correspondingly late. I also have a valid excuse. You'll see there.
Ag is done: Huzzah!,
AB
I woke up early to do as much of my assignment as I could, and with my usual wake-up time being 6, that's pretty early. I got an hour's work in before it was time to go to school. Period 1 was English, in which we were supposed to do speeches. Hancock, however, so we had the permanent substitute (or as Kolodziej would say, temporary), Contado, who showed us this god-awful book called 'Displaced Person.' A quick Google search tells me to go to Wikipedia and look up all about refugees (official titling problems). The second link invites me to look at a bad book review, which is basically just the blurb; but electronically. America marketed it as 'Misplaced Person,' which I think is unintentionally hilarious ("I lost my keys... and Jimmy!")We read through the book as a class, and it was horrible. I recommend avoiding it like the plague. Period 2 was Maths, in which we just did more revision work. It's getting rather annoying. Ah well. Recess was the usual.
Period 3 was Drama, in which we went to the computer labs to look up stuff from Ancient Greece. But, as usual, my computer didn't work, so I just partnered with Cam. And the sites Kolodziej gave us didn't work, so we used Google. And it worked. Lunch was 13. Sport was going down to the oval, and we were supposed to be doing baseball. But the guy who was supposed to teach us (idea: stop spending money on coaches for people who don't care about the sport and start fixing the computers) didn't show up. So some of us played T-Ball (Tee Ball? Tee-Ball?), which quickly devolved into sitting around. Ebony sat with Victor, and John, Kevin and I took turns to try to destroy a plastic water bottle (we got very bored). It quickly turned out, however, that the bottle was indestructible. We tried throwing the bottle up and hitting it with the bat, we tried playing baseball with the bottle, we even tried smashing it against the fence. Nothing worked. In the end, I just put the bottle on the ground and started attacking it like an lumberjack taking an axe to a log (I'm a lumberjack and I'm OK!). Which also failed. In the end, we just gave up.
When I got home, I had afternoon tea, and then I got stuck into my assignment. I worked and I worked, from 4 until around 9. And by the end, I was getting bloody sick of potatoes. Google Images was bugging me. And I had had enough of not going on Battlefield Heroes, and not going on MSN, and basically not having any free time at all. At 9, I promptly collapsed in a chair. I then got up, to send it to the school's computer. When that didn't work, I just put it on my USB and called it a night. The assignment was finished.
Comments now, just the 1.
*Karen: Yeah, I have a feeling I'll do that too. I mean, if I do it, it will be due Monday, if I don't, it'll be tomorrow. Murphy's Law in action (if it can go wrong, it will.). Ah well. That joke was pretty good; but I don't have the topic test. I have a 4 hour Maths competition. And no. I'm not kidding.
And that was my day. Sorry about the late post; I think I had a very good excuse (and if you think that's not good enough, well, it's my blog. Or, blame society. Actually, yeah. Blame society.). Tomorrow's post should also be correspondingly late. I also have a valid excuse. You'll see there.
Ag is done: Huzzah!,
AB
Friday, July 10, 2009
Say Goodbye to Term 2
Say goodbye, my baby! (Quote: 'Say Goodbye to Hollywood' by Billy Joel.) My point being here is that today is the end of term, and the start of the holidays. Rejoice, for the holidays have arrived! And it was a relieving end to the term, as we did minimal work, and just went random for the majority of the day. So, to my Friday.
Period 1 was Maths (I'm going to say the names of the periods, if only for some clarity), and as the majority of the class were here as the majority of the class are nerds, we actually did some work. We did selected questions from the HSC, which were surprisingly easy. My guess is that Faulds picked easy ones for a Year 10 class. But it was the only real work we did all day. Next was Drama, which was a prac, of course. Drama pracs are always, always a bludge (if you define bludge as doing no work; they aren't always good. That spatial awareness class wasn't the best.), and today was no exception. We did a game in which we were given a setting and a quote, and we had to work that quote in somehow. I went in twice. The first time I was a beatboxer in a community swimming pool (this was Cameron's idea, of course), and the second time I was a zombie. Not much talent needed, or in the case of the beatboxer, used. Recess was 13, as well as listening to stuff from John's iPod over his speakers.
Period 3 was Commerce, in which we did a quiz for chocolate. Kearney seems to like doing that at the end of term (he did it last time too). Our team won, so we got a lot of Pods (mmm, chocolate...). Period 4 was supposed to be Science, but as there were something like 8 people from our class here, we got split amongst the other classes. Ebony and I both went to 10I. I knew that Ebony would know what class Victor is in, and campaign for that. And I knew that there were more of our group in the class Victor is in. So I followed Ebony. 10I has Victor, Eric and Kevin in it, so I think I did pretty well. In the class itself, we did some visual brain teasers (eg: 'timing ti ming' was split-second timing) and a test of the longest word we can make out of 'Hurlstone Agricultural' (I won, with 'horticultural'). We also made a lot of paper aeroplanes and flew them across the room. Even the teacher got in on it. In Lunch, we flew some of the paper aeroplanes (breaking one and stranding two on a roof), and then we went to play 13, where we listened to some songs from my iPod (such as 'Any Means Necessary' and 'The Final Countdown'). Victor also played the best hand I have ever seen: A dragon with the 3 of spades. That's incredible.
Period 5 was Geography, in which Carter gave us a sheet about 'ecological sustainability.' So, I, being a smartass, decided to go completely stupid with it, and wrote a short essay about how the squirrels would become evil. One of the lines was, and I quote, 'the squirrels will have to be taken out by laser fire.' That makes a small semblance of sense (try saying that 5 times fast) if you read the whole thing, but really, I'm just being an idiot. Well, why not? Last was Ag, in which we went to put the goats back into their enclosure, as some of them had escaped, and 2 had even gone under one of the demountable classrooms. We could see them through the wire fence, eating weeds like it was perfectly normal. We also packed up the tables and chairs, and so on. Then, at 2:00, the bell went, and I got picked up by my Dad. At home, we tidied a bit, and I also watched the footy on TV. But I didn't get to blog, so here I am.
To comments now, 3 from probably 3 people.
*Ebony: It is intriguing. It was indeed funny to trick Rawson. And there is indeed something wrong with those averages. Of course, you're first; you're always first. I indeed wish I got lucky. Must I explain this?
*Anon: Be a sheep!
*Anon: Probably-Shafi, congratulations. I could be doing a lot better.
And that was my Friday, my super-fantastic, far-out and unreal Friday (to quote Johnson). I will enjoy the holidays, and I hope most people will. It's gonna be great.
Freedom at last!,
AB
Period 1 was Maths (I'm going to say the names of the periods, if only for some clarity), and as the majority of the class were here as the majority of the class are nerds, we actually did some work. We did selected questions from the HSC, which were surprisingly easy. My guess is that Faulds picked easy ones for a Year 10 class. But it was the only real work we did all day. Next was Drama, which was a prac, of course. Drama pracs are always, always a bludge (if you define bludge as doing no work; they aren't always good. That spatial awareness class wasn't the best.), and today was no exception. We did a game in which we were given a setting and a quote, and we had to work that quote in somehow. I went in twice. The first time I was a beatboxer in a community swimming pool (this was Cameron's idea, of course), and the second time I was a zombie. Not much talent needed, or in the case of the beatboxer, used. Recess was 13, as well as listening to stuff from John's iPod over his speakers.
Period 3 was Commerce, in which we did a quiz for chocolate. Kearney seems to like doing that at the end of term (he did it last time too). Our team won, so we got a lot of Pods (mmm, chocolate...). Period 4 was supposed to be Science, but as there were something like 8 people from our class here, we got split amongst the other classes. Ebony and I both went to 10I. I knew that Ebony would know what class Victor is in, and campaign for that. And I knew that there were more of our group in the class Victor is in. So I followed Ebony. 10I has Victor, Eric and Kevin in it, so I think I did pretty well. In the class itself, we did some visual brain teasers (eg: 'timing ti ming' was split-second timing) and a test of the longest word we can make out of 'Hurlstone Agricultural' (I won, with 'horticultural'). We also made a lot of paper aeroplanes and flew them across the room. Even the teacher got in on it. In Lunch, we flew some of the paper aeroplanes (breaking one and stranding two on a roof), and then we went to play 13, where we listened to some songs from my iPod (such as 'Any Means Necessary' and 'The Final Countdown'). Victor also played the best hand I have ever seen: A dragon with the 3 of spades. That's incredible.
Period 5 was Geography, in which Carter gave us a sheet about 'ecological sustainability.' So, I, being a smartass, decided to go completely stupid with it, and wrote a short essay about how the squirrels would become evil. One of the lines was, and I quote, 'the squirrels will have to be taken out by laser fire.' That makes a small semblance of sense (try saying that 5 times fast) if you read the whole thing, but really, I'm just being an idiot. Well, why not? Last was Ag, in which we went to put the goats back into their enclosure, as some of them had escaped, and 2 had even gone under one of the demountable classrooms. We could see them through the wire fence, eating weeds like it was perfectly normal. We also packed up the tables and chairs, and so on. Then, at 2:00, the bell went, and I got picked up by my Dad. At home, we tidied a bit, and I also watched the footy on TV. But I didn't get to blog, so here I am.
To comments now, 3 from probably 3 people.
*Ebony: It is intriguing. It was indeed funny to trick Rawson. And there is indeed something wrong with those averages. Of course, you're first; you're always first. I indeed wish I got lucky. Must I explain this?
*Anon: Be a sheep!
*Anon: Probably-Shafi, congratulations. I could be doing a lot better.
And that was my Friday, my super-fantastic, far-out and unreal Friday (to quote Johnson). I will enjoy the holidays, and I hope most people will. It's gonna be great.
Freedom at last!,
AB
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Almost, But Not Quite, A Very Good Day
That was a Douglas Adams quote, for all those who didn't recognise it. Which is probably most of you. Anyway. The point is that it was almost a really awesome day. Late post, by the way. Of course. The whole 'no blogging on Friday' and 'goddamn History assignment on Thursday' really threw off my schedule. So expect a late post for Sunday. Maybe.
I woke up at quarter to bloody 6, and then took an hour to get back to sleep. Luckily, I actually did get back to sleep, and woke up around 7:45. Before my brother's footy game, I finished off Thursday's post (yeah). At the ground, I traded with a kid on my brother's team, Billy (who will be making another appearance in this post shortly). I then staked my claim for the boundary side (not on the far side, for obvious reasons). When it was time for the game, my brother's opposition were short one, so the coach gave them Billy (told you). I swear, Billy will represent something sporty an adult. He kicks almighty ass in AFL (as you'll see). And he's a black belt. Of course.
I won't provide a play by play summary of the game, but I'll give a gist of the game. In Quarter 1 there was no score. At all. By either team. The quarter went something like: Kick to Tigers half-forward line. Billy (playing for the opposition, Ingleburn) marks it and kicks it to the centre. Ingleburn centres relay it to the forward line, who can't do a thing. Tigers take the ball and get it to their half-forward line. And so on and so forth for the whole quarter. Which was annoying for me, as I had to run back and forth for the whole time. Quarter 2, the Tigers found a way to combat Billy: Kick it away from him. And even that didn't work half the time. Quarter 3 they took Billy back, and the defence he provided quickly became an attack. Suffice to say by the end of the game they won by 50-something points. They could have won by over 60, but they ain't perfect.
After the game, I went to the canteen (mmm, sausage roll and tomato sauce...). At home, I packed for my grandparents' house, and we set off. There, I played some DS, as well as played a game of chess with my brother. I'm not great at chess, and I ended up surrendering after a play backfired on me and I had to backpedal as fast as I could. Bugger. I then went on my laptop, as well as watched TV. We watched 'Monty Python Live at the Hollywood Bowl,' (it never gets old), and my brother wanted to watch Blackadder. I've said it before and I'll say it again: no comedy beats British comedy. So for the rest of the night, that's what I did, as well as posting about Friday. But I didn't get to post about Saturday, so here I am.
And that was my day. As you can see, it was a pretty good day, but it could have been a little better. Still, no day's perfect.
I'm catching up with my schedule,
AB
I woke up at quarter to bloody 6, and then took an hour to get back to sleep. Luckily, I actually did get back to sleep, and woke up around 7:45. Before my brother's footy game, I finished off Thursday's post (yeah). At the ground, I traded with a kid on my brother's team, Billy (who will be making another appearance in this post shortly). I then staked my claim for the boundary side (not on the far side, for obvious reasons). When it was time for the game, my brother's opposition were short one, so the coach gave them Billy (told you). I swear, Billy will represent something sporty an adult. He kicks almighty ass in AFL (as you'll see). And he's a black belt. Of course.
I won't provide a play by play summary of the game, but I'll give a gist of the game. In Quarter 1 there was no score. At all. By either team. The quarter went something like: Kick to Tigers half-forward line. Billy (playing for the opposition, Ingleburn) marks it and kicks it to the centre. Ingleburn centres relay it to the forward line, who can't do a thing. Tigers take the ball and get it to their half-forward line. And so on and so forth for the whole quarter. Which was annoying for me, as I had to run back and forth for the whole time. Quarter 2, the Tigers found a way to combat Billy: Kick it away from him. And even that didn't work half the time. Quarter 3 they took Billy back, and the defence he provided quickly became an attack. Suffice to say by the end of the game they won by 50-something points. They could have won by over 60, but they ain't perfect.
After the game, I went to the canteen (mmm, sausage roll and tomato sauce...). At home, I packed for my grandparents' house, and we set off. There, I played some DS, as well as played a game of chess with my brother. I'm not great at chess, and I ended up surrendering after a play backfired on me and I had to backpedal as fast as I could. Bugger. I then went on my laptop, as well as watched TV. We watched 'Monty Python Live at the Hollywood Bowl,' (it never gets old), and my brother wanted to watch Blackadder. I've said it before and I'll say it again: no comedy beats British comedy. So for the rest of the night, that's what I did, as well as posting about Friday. But I didn't get to post about Saturday, so here I am.
And that was my day. As you can see, it was a pretty good day, but it could have been a little better. Still, no day's perfect.
I'm catching up with my schedule,
AB
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Work, Work
If I had to say that, it would be like the peons in Warcraft III (and if you don't know how they sound, shame on you). But, yeah, it's just been work, work today [yesterday. Saturday. Standard drill.].
I woke up around 8-ish, and then ate breakfast (the pain of the spacers is wearing off). After a bit of watching TV, my Mum had to leave for my brother's footy, and I stayed home to get some stuff done. First I did Friday's post, which took a bit, and then I started cleaning my room, while listening to music (specifically, the song stuck in my head, which is 'Pretty Fly (For a White Guy)' by The Offspring'). My room, after something like 2.5 hours of cleaning, now looks fairly clean (my room is never completely clean, but I'm fine with that. I think that even my parents accept it now, though if Michael came by I'd be in some difficulty). I also did some Ag studying, which I think I need more than anything. When my Mum got home, it was more work, with a delivery of 2 bookcases and a TV stand, thus requiring us to start moving stuff like crazy. When my Dad got home, he helped as well, and we all worked until around 5:30, moving books, trophies, and everything else until the house didn't look like John McClane had had to collect cupboards from around the house to protect himself from gunfire (that was a Die Hard reference, for anyone who didn't understand that. Again, if you haven't seen Die Hard, shame on you.). When we finished: the table in front of our lounge had gone; the DVDs and games had been put into the TV case; all books were in shelves with room to spare; the printer was in my room and my room was organised; and several other changes. Then after dinner, I went on my laptop, where I was fir the rest of the night. I also didn't post, as I was watching TV. My fault.
Now, because I feel like it, it's time for a random list; Things I have to get to:
*Work on my book and put some of it on the computer: I'll still do most of the work in the book, but I still have to put it on the computer, just in case.
*Study: Mostly for Ag, History, Geography, English, Drama... OK, everything. Cramming will also be utilised, heavily. If it got me through Japanese, it can get me through anything.
*Finish watching the rest of the movie I watched last night: If I play it without my brother watching, I might have to use hapkido, and I'm not sure how proficient I am.
*Read 'The Three Musketeers': I've been meaning to get around to this for ages. I'll do it eventually (at the end! 'Fawlty Towers' quote, same old drill: shame on you.).
To comments now: 2 from 2 people.
*Shafi: Actually, I don't have a Wii, my friend Shay does. I probably should have made that clearer. And that bloody English assignment, it haunts me still. When that's finished, I'll have Ag left. Here we go...
*Victor: No, Ebony loves VeGeMite. Search your feelings, Ebony, you know it to be true (now tell me you've seen Star Wars, people!). And indeed you were, but still, Shafi beat you to comment. This shall never change. Never!
Well, I'd best wrap up; there's stuff to be done. Yes, I know, a short-ish post: it wasn't the most eventful day.
No half-yearlies please,
AB
I woke up around 8-ish, and then ate breakfast (the pain of the spacers is wearing off). After a bit of watching TV, my Mum had to leave for my brother's footy, and I stayed home to get some stuff done. First I did Friday's post, which took a bit, and then I started cleaning my room, while listening to music (specifically, the song stuck in my head, which is 'Pretty Fly (For a White Guy)' by The Offspring'). My room, after something like 2.5 hours of cleaning, now looks fairly clean (my room is never completely clean, but I'm fine with that. I think that even my parents accept it now, though if Michael came by I'd be in some difficulty). I also did some Ag studying, which I think I need more than anything. When my Mum got home, it was more work, with a delivery of 2 bookcases and a TV stand, thus requiring us to start moving stuff like crazy. When my Dad got home, he helped as well, and we all worked until around 5:30, moving books, trophies, and everything else until the house didn't look like John McClane had had to collect cupboards from around the house to protect himself from gunfire (that was a Die Hard reference, for anyone who didn't understand that. Again, if you haven't seen Die Hard, shame on you.). When we finished: the table in front of our lounge had gone; the DVDs and games had been put into the TV case; all books were in shelves with room to spare; the printer was in my room and my room was organised; and several other changes. Then after dinner, I went on my laptop, where I was fir the rest of the night. I also didn't post, as I was watching TV. My fault.
Now, because I feel like it, it's time for a random list; Things I have to get to:
*Work on my book and put some of it on the computer: I'll still do most of the work in the book, but I still have to put it on the computer, just in case.
*Study: Mostly for Ag, History, Geography, English, Drama... OK, everything. Cramming will also be utilised, heavily. If it got me through Japanese, it can get me through anything.
*Finish watching the rest of the movie I watched last night: If I play it without my brother watching, I might have to use hapkido, and I'm not sure how proficient I am.
*Read 'The Three Musketeers': I've been meaning to get around to this for ages. I'll do it eventually (at the end! 'Fawlty Towers' quote, same old drill: shame on you.).
To comments now: 2 from 2 people.
*Shafi: Actually, I don't have a Wii, my friend Shay does. I probably should have made that clearer. And that bloody English assignment, it haunts me still. When that's finished, I'll have Ag left. Here we go...
*Victor: No, Ebony loves VeGeMite. Search your feelings, Ebony, you know it to be true (now tell me you've seen Star Wars, people!). And indeed you were, but still, Shafi beat you to comment. This shall never change. Never!
Well, I'd best wrap up; there's stuff to be done. Yes, I know, a short-ish post: it wasn't the most eventful day.
No half-yearlies please,
AB
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
One Weird Day
I was going to say 'A Weird and Wacky Wednesday,' but I've already used 'A Weird and Whimsical Wednesday.' So 'One Weird Day' it is. All this randomness and more, on today's edition of AB: A Blog (I think it's an awesome name. If you can think of a better one, and I doubt it, tell me. But none of this 'Victor/Ebony is cool.' type stuff. Anyway. My day.)
I got to school, with my new backpack, and we started talking. Then Ebony came up and hugged Victor again, which I'm getting used to very quickly. She (Ebony) then asked me if I, and I quote, 'named my backpack.' Was I supposed to? How about... AB: A Backpack (yes, I love these.) Take that! Role Call was thinking about my book, and getting this huge list of job options. In book form. OK... Period 1 was Geography, which was a bit of a bludge. I love bludging. Next was Science, which was doing a small amount of work, as well as me doing some of that square root-iteration-negative one-chaos stuff from yesterday, also known as ultra-nerdism. I found out after just 30 iterations, and a change of .00000001 to the beginning number, it loses all similarities. It's like we started off with completely different numbers. But, I digress. Recess was more 13, of course, with the usual people. Period 3 was g, which was the bludgiest period I can remember that wasn't in the last week of school. The first half of the period was spent doing a survey at the computer labs, and the second half was spent (and I'm not exaggerating here), lying down face-up across two tables, listening to Queen and playing Solitaire on my iPod. Awesomeness to the max. Then, it was Lunch, which was playing 13, 31, and Go Fish (for some reason) with Kevin and Andy, as well as John and Victor in the second half (John had to go to ice-skating, Victor had to go to Ebony.).
Sport was a weird one. From the start of sport up until quarter to 2, we walked the cross-country course. Just walked. I played Sticks, once, listened to some music, then later reverted to singing. Yeah. It was that boring. The last 45 minutes was spent playing more cards, 13 and 31, with Kevin, Victor, and Hewie twice. I sucked in all rounds of both games, bar one 31 round. Then, I went up to the library, for the first time in a while, and got some books, and then when I was home, read and watched TV. Nobody was on MSN at the time. Then around 7-ish, I left for hapkido.
There were 15 people in our group today, including the teacher, Emmanuel. Shay wasn't there, so I was partnered with a white belt named Dylan, who should probably be orange belt already. That's my opinion anyway. And I left my watch on for the first 5 or so minutes. That was embarrassing, but I got away with no push-ups. Phew. It was a tiring session, this one, with the first 15 minutes involving 30 each of push-ups, crunches, triceps push-ups (which I hate) and toe touches, as well as 140 star-jumps. But, I actually like these type of classes. I can really see the differences (example: I can now beat Ian in an arm wrestle.). And here I am around 9:15, blogging.
Comments: 4 from 4 people. which is pretty good, compared to the last few days. Ah, the glory days. I can remember when I got something like 21 (though, in all fairness, that's because Victor and Shafi put in something like 6 comments each, most of only a sentence or two.). But, replies.
*Victor: Not needed. Preferred. Your comments are not needed, though they are preferred. There is a difference. And I didn't notice that second comment thing; I just like to rant.
*Anon: Doesn't take a genius to work out that this is Dad. And, yes, I know.
*Mango: 'This comment is third.' You forgot to mention that that comment was pointless, retarded, and a complete rip-off of me and Victor.
*Ebony: I beat you in Dance?! Awesome... And what I meant by 5 people and barely enough to play is that usually we get 4, and sometimes Andy or John are late. If they're away, we're screwed. And you will probably beat us (or at least Andy. Lol. He has the worst luck); we ain't too good, with the possible exception of John. Nerdier... that is true. I am one of the nerdiest people I know. And I am over it, I accept I have to get them, and it doesn't phase (sic?) me much anymore. I like Wednesdays as well; they're also hapkido days. And I love 'taking umbrage.' Also a side note; I am this close to paragraphing some of my replies. This comment was long, and awesome. But still long.
And that was my weird and wacky Wednesday. Thursday will probably be a normal day. I might do a bit on my book. I really need to finish the plot, and work on some characters. Though, there's no rush. Anyway.
Long post: Good...
AB
I got to school, with my new backpack, and we started talking. Then Ebony came up and hugged Victor again, which I'm getting used to very quickly. She (Ebony) then asked me if I, and I quote, 'named my backpack.' Was I supposed to? How about... AB: A Backpack (yes, I love these.) Take that! Role Call was thinking about my book, and getting this huge list of job options. In book form. OK... Period 1 was Geography, which was a bit of a bludge. I love bludging. Next was Science, which was doing a small amount of work, as well as me doing some of that square root-iteration-negative one-chaos stuff from yesterday, also known as ultra-nerdism. I found out after just 30 iterations, and a change of .00000001 to the beginning number, it loses all similarities. It's like we started off with completely different numbers. But, I digress. Recess was more 13, of course, with the usual people. Period 3 was g, which was the bludgiest period I can remember that wasn't in the last week of school. The first half of the period was spent doing a survey at the computer labs, and the second half was spent (and I'm not exaggerating here), lying down face-up across two tables, listening to Queen and playing Solitaire on my iPod. Awesomeness to the max. Then, it was Lunch, which was playing 13, 31, and Go Fish (for some reason) with Kevin and Andy, as well as John and Victor in the second half (John had to go to ice-skating, Victor had to go to Ebony.).
Sport was a weird one. From the start of sport up until quarter to 2, we walked the cross-country course. Just walked. I played Sticks, once, listened to some music, then later reverted to singing. Yeah. It was that boring. The last 45 minutes was spent playing more cards, 13 and 31, with Kevin, Victor, and Hewie twice. I sucked in all rounds of both games, bar one 31 round. Then, I went up to the library, for the first time in a while, and got some books, and then when I was home, read and watched TV. Nobody was on MSN at the time. Then around 7-ish, I left for hapkido.
There were 15 people in our group today, including the teacher, Emmanuel. Shay wasn't there, so I was partnered with a white belt named Dylan, who should probably be orange belt already. That's my opinion anyway. And I left my watch on for the first 5 or so minutes. That was embarrassing, but I got away with no push-ups. Phew. It was a tiring session, this one, with the first 15 minutes involving 30 each of push-ups, crunches, triceps push-ups (which I hate) and toe touches, as well as 140 star-jumps. But, I actually like these type of classes. I can really see the differences (example: I can now beat Ian in an arm wrestle.). And here I am around 9:15, blogging.
Comments: 4 from 4 people. which is pretty good, compared to the last few days. Ah, the glory days. I can remember when I got something like 21 (though, in all fairness, that's because Victor and Shafi put in something like 6 comments each, most of only a sentence or two.). But, replies.
*Victor: Not needed. Preferred. Your comments are not needed, though they are preferred. There is a difference. And I didn't notice that second comment thing; I just like to rant.
*Anon: Doesn't take a genius to work out that this is Dad. And, yes, I know.
*Mango: 'This comment is third.' You forgot to mention that that comment was pointless, retarded, and a complete rip-off of me and Victor.
*Ebony: I beat you in Dance?! Awesome... And what I meant by 5 people and barely enough to play is that usually we get 4, and sometimes Andy or John are late. If they're away, we're screwed. And you will probably beat us (or at least Andy. Lol. He has the worst luck); we ain't too good, with the possible exception of John. Nerdier... that is true. I am one of the nerdiest people I know. And I am over it, I accept I have to get them, and it doesn't phase (sic?) me much anymore. I like Wednesdays as well; they're also hapkido days. And I love 'taking umbrage.' Also a side note; I am this close to paragraphing some of my replies. This comment was long, and awesome. But still long.
And that was my weird and wacky Wednesday. Thursday will probably be a normal day. I might do a bit on my book. I really need to finish the plot, and work on some characters. Though, there's no rush. Anyway.
Long post: Good...
AB
Monday, May 4, 2009
Monday Madness
It was strange kind of Monday. Everything was, to plagiarise myself, slightly surreal. I'll get to all about how. Right now.
I woke up around 6:15 (which is sleeping in for me), and then had to run around to do everything before I had to go. I actually ended up finishing early, but then I had to do my History homework, which I didn't do over the weekend. I finished that around 7:40, and spent the rest of the 20 minutes or so on my laptop, as I do.
Skip to school, and Period 1 was Ag, which was doing some work on goats, and then after finishing, doing some work on my book. I'm just trying to think of a reasonable way that the protagonists can defeat the antagonist. There's got to be a simple way. 'Make everything as simple as possible, but not simpler,' said Albert Einstein (because I had to work that in there.). Next was History, which was doing some work on the changing rights of Aboriginals, and it ended up that the homework we had, not many people actually did. Of course. Recess was cards, as usual, and showing Shafi how to play 13. He picked the rules up pretty quickly, but his strategy has something to be desired. But in all fairness, you can't teach strategy. Period 3 was Maths, which was doing work on volume. Mango had my Maths textbook again. I really have to stop leaving it behind. Anyway. Period 4 was Science, or at least it should have been. Before classes started, I talked to Victor and Kevin, who were in the class in front of me, when Ebony 'attacked' Victor again. I should probably get used to this (the lucky bastard. I could get into a big rant about him getting somebody, but I won't.). In the end, no teacher showed up, so the period was spent listening to music on my iPod, working on my book, playing cards to myself (like Solitaire), making card houses (which are really fun to do), and in the end, I was playing 'Go Fish' with Sophie, when the bell went. When I stood up, grabbing my bag, I could feel the backpack falling. 'What the hell?' I shouted, dropping everything, and looking at the wreck that was my bag, one strap come clean of the bag itself. Crap. That was an awesome bag too. Just my luck. Lunch was playing cards again, 13 and 31 both. I got a quad 7. Awesome.
Period 5 was Commerce, which was doing a class debate on 'Should the Legal Drinking Age be Lowered to 16?' of which the answer is obvious, but the arguments not so much. Last was English, which was reading some of Macbeth (I would have enjoyed it if Ebony were Lady Macbeth instead of Witch 3. But, that's only because of Tournament of Minds. I like that. But, I'm off topic.), and watching a DVD. When you watch it, it makes more sense, but I still had trouble working out what they were saying. Well, that's what you get for the play being over 400 years old. Still good though. When I got home, I went on my laptop, until it was time for hapkido.
There weren't many people tonight, and we had the woman black belt (I don't know her name. I'll get it eventually. My memory of names is not so good, as most people know.), so we got our asses kicked. At least 50 push-ups in the first 10 minutes or so, and her favourite drill, Jab-Cross-Duck. It's tiring, but it's good (and me saying exercise is good just shows how awesome hapkido is.). I had to teach a new guy called Ben some self-defence, which was really fun, as usually I'm the one being taught. After that we did evasion, and I think I did pretty well. Every attack I got out of fairly quickly. It's great, hapkido. And here I am, blogging as fast as I can, before I go to bed.
One good thing about not too many comments: less stuff to write, and the quicker it takes (it's no complete compensation, but it's something.) Two yesterday, from Victor and Ebony.
*Victor: I don't like double brackets. Call me strange that way; I don't like them.
*Ebony: Someone else thinks blog is a weird word. I'm not that strange! (Weirdly enough, I'm slightly disappointed. Strange is good.) And making my day interesting: cool. I'm even awesomer! And it's true, nobody wants to hear me sing (well, I do, but I don't think that counts.). And I did not 'say it anyway,' I only hinted heavily. I couldn't resist. Second, you want. Second.
That was my Monday. It was manic, it was mad, but it was m... mega-awesome (hooray, I got it! I almost said mawesome. Damn, that's a good word. 'Mawesome.' This is just me being 'different' here.). Tomorrow should be also a big post, as I find out if I get braces or not. Crap. Well, here we go.
Mondays, they're all bloody annoying,
AB
I woke up around 6:15 (which is sleeping in for me), and then had to run around to do everything before I had to go. I actually ended up finishing early, but then I had to do my History homework, which I didn't do over the weekend. I finished that around 7:40, and spent the rest of the 20 minutes or so on my laptop, as I do.
Skip to school, and Period 1 was Ag, which was doing some work on goats, and then after finishing, doing some work on my book. I'm just trying to think of a reasonable way that the protagonists can defeat the antagonist. There's got to be a simple way. 'Make everything as simple as possible, but not simpler,' said Albert Einstein (because I had to work that in there.). Next was History, which was doing some work on the changing rights of Aboriginals, and it ended up that the homework we had, not many people actually did. Of course. Recess was cards, as usual, and showing Shafi how to play 13. He picked the rules up pretty quickly, but his strategy has something to be desired. But in all fairness, you can't teach strategy. Period 3 was Maths, which was doing work on volume. Mango had my Maths textbook again. I really have to stop leaving it behind. Anyway. Period 4 was Science, or at least it should have been. Before classes started, I talked to Victor and Kevin, who were in the class in front of me, when Ebony 'attacked' Victor again. I should probably get used to this (the lucky bastard. I could get into a big rant about him getting somebody, but I won't.). In the end, no teacher showed up, so the period was spent listening to music on my iPod, working on my book, playing cards to myself (like Solitaire), making card houses (which are really fun to do), and in the end, I was playing 'Go Fish' with Sophie, when the bell went. When I stood up, grabbing my bag, I could feel the backpack falling. 'What the hell?' I shouted, dropping everything, and looking at the wreck that was my bag, one strap come clean of the bag itself. Crap. That was an awesome bag too. Just my luck. Lunch was playing cards again, 13 and 31 both. I got a quad 7. Awesome.
Period 5 was Commerce, which was doing a class debate on 'Should the Legal Drinking Age be Lowered to 16?' of which the answer is obvious, but the arguments not so much. Last was English, which was reading some of Macbeth (I would have enjoyed it if Ebony were Lady Macbeth instead of Witch 3. But, that's only because of Tournament of Minds. I like that. But, I'm off topic.), and watching a DVD. When you watch it, it makes more sense, but I still had trouble working out what they were saying. Well, that's what you get for the play being over 400 years old. Still good though. When I got home, I went on my laptop, until it was time for hapkido.
There weren't many people tonight, and we had the woman black belt (I don't know her name. I'll get it eventually. My memory of names is not so good, as most people know.), so we got our asses kicked. At least 50 push-ups in the first 10 minutes or so, and her favourite drill, Jab-Cross-Duck. It's tiring, but it's good (and me saying exercise is good just shows how awesome hapkido is.). I had to teach a new guy called Ben some self-defence, which was really fun, as usually I'm the one being taught. After that we did evasion, and I think I did pretty well. Every attack I got out of fairly quickly. It's great, hapkido. And here I am, blogging as fast as I can, before I go to bed.
One good thing about not too many comments: less stuff to write, and the quicker it takes (it's no complete compensation, but it's something.) Two yesterday, from Victor and Ebony.
*Victor: I don't like double brackets. Call me strange that way; I don't like them.
*Ebony: Someone else thinks blog is a weird word. I'm not that strange! (Weirdly enough, I'm slightly disappointed. Strange is good.) And making my day interesting: cool. I'm even awesomer! And it's true, nobody wants to hear me sing (well, I do, but I don't think that counts.). And I did not 'say it anyway,' I only hinted heavily. I couldn't resist. Second, you want. Second.
That was my Monday. It was manic, it was mad, but it was m... mega-awesome (hooray, I got it! I almost said mawesome. Damn, that's a good word. 'Mawesome.' This is just me being 'different' here.). Tomorrow should be also a big post, as I find out if I get braces or not. Crap. Well, here we go.
Mondays, they're all bloody annoying,
AB
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Footy, Footy, Footy
AFL, of course. Because, today was basically centred around AFL. We didn't go to a game (well, not professional), but my brother had his game, and later my dad, my brother and I all watched the Carlton-Bulldogs game. Also I couldn't think of a better title. Ah, well.
I was woken up at 7 (I have had enough of being woken up. Yesterday was 4. I want to sleep tomorrow.), to get ready for EJ's game. After tired stumbling around the house, we left around 8, with me bringing my New Scientist magazine and my iPod. Once we got there, I played a bit of footy, before Shay's family and Maddie arrived (Lachlan plays in EJ's team). I read my magazine, until my Mum said that I had to go on flags, which I've done once before. Shay and Maddie also came, with Shay doing the scorecard and Maddie listening to music and talking to us. We also did movie quotes. My favourite was when I got a flag, held it like a sword, and said 'My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die!' which I thought was pretty funny (I got it off an Abridged episode. I don't actually know what it's from. And speaking of Abridged, Episode 39 is out. Sweet). Anyway. At half-time, we switched, with me doing the scorecard and Shay on the flags. In the end, they won by a goal, after coming back in the fourth quarter.
Then, after the game, around 11, Mum and I went home, and EJ and Dad went with my brother's coach. When we got home (after going to Wattle Grove Shops for lunch), I went on my laptop (MSN, specifically), and watched TV. Then, it was time for the Carlton-Bulldogs game. I didn't go to the match, so I won't go into detail, but suffice to say that I wasn't hopeful, but the Blues demolished the Dogs by 43 points, and jumped to third on percentage, behind the Saints and the Cats (game report here). After all that, it was dinner, and here I am, blogging, on MSN, and watching TV.
To comments: 3, again from 2 people. And I can't help but mention here: where is Victor? But, my blog is my own, and I don't need comments (though don't not comment. I mean, I still like them. But, I digress.).
*Karen: Long time, no comment. And first as well! Lol.
*Karen: 4 am, I know. But once you wake up (I mean really wake up, as in fully aware), everything's fine. And I'm probably spending my last days of freedom doing work. *sigh* It's like I'm back already. Ah well.
*Shafi: No problem, man.
I'll wrap it all up now. Tomorrow will be spent on work and hapkido, so expect a short-ish post (and I don't like short posts. But you probably worked that one out already.). Then, it will be school. Hopefully we won't have much work on the first few days back. Hopefully.
The holidays have gone by so quickly,
AB
I was woken up at 7 (I have had enough of being woken up. Yesterday was 4. I want to sleep tomorrow.), to get ready for EJ's game. After tired stumbling around the house, we left around 8, with me bringing my New Scientist magazine and my iPod. Once we got there, I played a bit of footy, before Shay's family and Maddie arrived (Lachlan plays in EJ's team). I read my magazine, until my Mum said that I had to go on flags, which I've done once before. Shay and Maddie also came, with Shay doing the scorecard and Maddie listening to music and talking to us. We also did movie quotes. My favourite was when I got a flag, held it like a sword, and said 'My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die!' which I thought was pretty funny (I got it off an Abridged episode. I don't actually know what it's from. And speaking of Abridged, Episode 39 is out. Sweet). Anyway. At half-time, we switched, with me doing the scorecard and Shay on the flags. In the end, they won by a goal, after coming back in the fourth quarter.
Then, after the game, around 11, Mum and I went home, and EJ and Dad went with my brother's coach. When we got home (after going to Wattle Grove Shops for lunch), I went on my laptop (MSN, specifically), and watched TV. Then, it was time for the Carlton-Bulldogs game. I didn't go to the match, so I won't go into detail, but suffice to say that I wasn't hopeful, but the Blues demolished the Dogs by 43 points, and jumped to third on percentage, behind the Saints and the Cats (game report here). After all that, it was dinner, and here I am, blogging, on MSN, and watching TV.
To comments: 3, again from 2 people. And I can't help but mention here: where is Victor? But, my blog is my own, and I don't need comments (though don't not comment. I mean, I still like them. But, I digress.).
*Karen: Long time, no comment. And first as well! Lol.
*Karen: 4 am, I know. But once you wake up (I mean really wake up, as in fully aware), everything's fine. And I'm probably spending my last days of freedom doing work. *sigh* It's like I'm back already. Ah well.
*Shafi: No problem, man.
I'll wrap it all up now. Tomorrow will be spent on work and hapkido, so expect a short-ish post (and I don't like short posts. But you probably worked that one out already.). Then, it will be school. Hopefully we won't have much work on the first few days back. Hopefully.
The holidays have gone by so quickly,
AB
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
A Cheerful Tuesday
Yes, today was a fun, optimistic, cheerful day. And today I'll be unveiling a new segment to my blog, which shall now be the second-last paragraph. I shall get to that when I get to it.
First, last night. I did hapkido, and it was fun as! I've never sweated so much and enjoyed it. I got my uniform, and since I had one on and Shay didn't, I had superiority. Lol! We did some basic kicks, punches, defenses, basic stuff. We were also supposed to be doing forward rolls, but I admittedly sucked at that. But soon I hope to be able to do it. Which will be awesome. I finished around 8:15, and when I got home: horror. Where is my watch? A check around the house, Jo's car and a phone call to the hapkido centre determined that it was at reception at hapkido. So I'll have to get it on Wednesday. Since then my wrist has seemed naked. But that's me; common sense of a garden snail. (But, as Einstein said: "Common sense is the collection of prejudices acquired by age eighteen." I don't know what I meant by that, I just wanted to use that quote. I know I'm weird. Not like it's something I don't know.)
I caught the bus to school, and it was raining on and off. No, literally: One minute it was pouring, and then the next there wasn't a speck of rain. It seemed like somebody was turning off a tap. Anyway. Period 1 was Ag, which was just writing some stuff out from the board. Same old, same old. Next was History, which was answering more questions. Luckily there weren't that many, so I got a chance to read. As usual. Recess was talking to Victor and Shafi, while Kevin, Eric, John and Andy played 13 (I didn't know.). Apparently Shafi had never heard of Queen (speaking of Queen, 'Crazy Little Thing Called Love' is stuck in my head today.). I stared at him. Unfortunately, not many people I know have heard of Queen. A shame. Period 3 was Maths, which was not actually doing much, for once. I treasure those bludgy moments in Maths: there isn't many of them. Next was Science, which was a really fun experiment. We heated a piece of metal under a blue Bunsen flame, and watched what it did. What ended up happening was that the metal curved almost 90 degrees, and the edge of the metal turned red-hot; it was glowing. That was awesome. When we put it under a tap, the water just boiled instantaneously, with a hissing sound and a cloud of steam. I love doing that. Lunch was 13 again, with me only winning one game (and that was with a few straights thrown in. I had 6 doubles and I didn't even win, and one of them was a double 2!).
Period 5 was Commerce, in which we went to a computer lab. We also met who I think our new teacher is for when Kearney leaves, though her name escapes me. We were just researching about members of parliament. I ended up having to go on the same computer as Hewie since mine didn't work. I also gave Karen my blog link, which she asked about in Maths (I will get to that.) I forgot her name, which is a big problem for me, since I suck at names. I will learn people's names, I swear. Period 6 was English, which was the best period of the day. We were talking about short stories, and we started talking about anachronisms. And Tiana started talking about how we shouldn't watch DVDs of movies set in the time before DVDs, since that's an anachronism. The same goes for cameras. I swear, Tiana thinks too much or not enough, I don't know which. We're also supposed to do a 5 page short story. I did a double-take. I was (partially) relieved when he said it wasn't an A4 page. So that was a load off (although knowing me, I'll either do too much or not enough.). When I got home, I went on my laptop, watched TV, and, surprisingly, read, since I don't read that much at home, since I can go on my laptop at home (I've already finished 'New Moon.' I think I started it this morning or last night. I have way too much time on my hands.).
Now for the segment I was talking about in my first paragraph. Here I am going to respond to everybody's comments from the previous day. I figure if you have taken the time to comment, I should take the time to reply. And I'm hoping to make this a permanent thing. Now in order:
* Ebony: I laughed at that 'Live long and prosper' thing, because I always used to say that, and, it's true, no matter how hard you try, you can't out-nerd me (but, that's a compliment to me. Lol.) I'm following your blog as well, since I suppose you read mine, I'll read yours.
* Victor: LOL. That's all that needs to be said.
* AC: I am still speculating your identity, but I figure I'd best just see you as AC and not some kid from school trying to hide their identity (and yes, I am going to keep calling you AC. Just because it's a lot easier.)
* Shafi (twice): Man, just say who you are. It's fun. And you gotta type better. But, thanks for commenting. Really. Twice is awesome!
* Karen: Thanks for laughing, I like my blog. I will remember your name now (sorry), and I think you're the first person to remark on the Element thing. Sweet! I'm also following your blog, for the same reason as I said for Ebony.
* John: Glad you didn't hear me singing, and that you love music. And you're welcome for your blog, it is really awesome. And thanks for commenting more, I love comments.
* Dad: Didn't expect this one, but, you're right, I don't mind. I love it! That 'uncooler' thing made me laugh, because I've said it before, if you can't laugh at yourself, you can't laugh at anyone. See you on Friday!
* Shafi: This wasn't actually there when I started this, and it's OK if you don't put your name in the title, I'm not really sure how to either. See you at school!
That sums up today. I hope you all like my new segment, because I sure do. Speaking of comments, I'll probably be commenting more on other people's blogs, if that's OK. My New Year's Resolution was to be more social, and I figure I'd better start living up to that (although I am doing that more already.).
See you all in my comments (hopefully),
AB
First, last night. I did hapkido, and it was fun as! I've never sweated so much and enjoyed it. I got my uniform, and since I had one on and Shay didn't, I had superiority. Lol! We did some basic kicks, punches, defenses, basic stuff. We were also supposed to be doing forward rolls, but I admittedly sucked at that. But soon I hope to be able to do it. Which will be awesome. I finished around 8:15, and when I got home: horror. Where is my watch? A check around the house, Jo's car and a phone call to the hapkido centre determined that it was at reception at hapkido. So I'll have to get it on Wednesday. Since then my wrist has seemed naked. But that's me; common sense of a garden snail. (But, as Einstein said: "Common sense is the collection of prejudices acquired by age eighteen." I don't know what I meant by that, I just wanted to use that quote. I know I'm weird. Not like it's something I don't know.)
I caught the bus to school, and it was raining on and off. No, literally: One minute it was pouring, and then the next there wasn't a speck of rain. It seemed like somebody was turning off a tap. Anyway. Period 1 was Ag, which was just writing some stuff out from the board. Same old, same old. Next was History, which was answering more questions. Luckily there weren't that many, so I got a chance to read. As usual. Recess was talking to Victor and Shafi, while Kevin, Eric, John and Andy played 13 (I didn't know.). Apparently Shafi had never heard of Queen (speaking of Queen, 'Crazy Little Thing Called Love' is stuck in my head today.). I stared at him. Unfortunately, not many people I know have heard of Queen. A shame. Period 3 was Maths, which was not actually doing much, for once. I treasure those bludgy moments in Maths: there isn't many of them. Next was Science, which was a really fun experiment. We heated a piece of metal under a blue Bunsen flame, and watched what it did. What ended up happening was that the metal curved almost 90 degrees, and the edge of the metal turned red-hot; it was glowing. That was awesome. When we put it under a tap, the water just boiled instantaneously, with a hissing sound and a cloud of steam. I love doing that. Lunch was 13 again, with me only winning one game (and that was with a few straights thrown in. I had 6 doubles and I didn't even win, and one of them was a double 2!).
Period 5 was Commerce, in which we went to a computer lab. We also met who I think our new teacher is for when Kearney leaves, though her name escapes me. We were just researching about members of parliament. I ended up having to go on the same computer as Hewie since mine didn't work. I also gave Karen my blog link, which she asked about in Maths (I will get to that.) I forgot her name, which is a big problem for me, since I suck at names. I will learn people's names, I swear. Period 6 was English, which was the best period of the day. We were talking about short stories, and we started talking about anachronisms. And Tiana started talking about how we shouldn't watch DVDs of movies set in the time before DVDs, since that's an anachronism. The same goes for cameras. I swear, Tiana thinks too much or not enough, I don't know which. We're also supposed to do a 5 page short story. I did a double-take. I was (partially) relieved when he said it wasn't an A4 page. So that was a load off (although knowing me, I'll either do too much or not enough.). When I got home, I went on my laptop, watched TV, and, surprisingly, read, since I don't read that much at home, since I can go on my laptop at home (I've already finished 'New Moon.' I think I started it this morning or last night. I have way too much time on my hands.).
Now for the segment I was talking about in my first paragraph. Here I am going to respond to everybody's comments from the previous day. I figure if you have taken the time to comment, I should take the time to reply. And I'm hoping to make this a permanent thing. Now in order:
* Ebony: I laughed at that 'Live long and prosper' thing, because I always used to say that, and, it's true, no matter how hard you try, you can't out-nerd me (but, that's a compliment to me. Lol.) I'm following your blog as well, since I suppose you read mine, I'll read yours.
* Victor: LOL. That's all that needs to be said.
* AC: I am still speculating your identity, but I figure I'd best just see you as AC and not some kid from school trying to hide their identity (and yes, I am going to keep calling you AC. Just because it's a lot easier.)
* Shafi (twice): Man, just say who you are. It's fun. And you gotta type better. But, thanks for commenting. Really. Twice is awesome!
* Karen: Thanks for laughing, I like my blog. I will remember your name now (sorry), and I think you're the first person to remark on the Element thing. Sweet! I'm also following your blog, for the same reason as I said for Ebony.
* John: Glad you didn't hear me singing, and that you love music. And you're welcome for your blog, it is really awesome. And thanks for commenting more, I love comments.
* Dad: Didn't expect this one, but, you're right, I don't mind. I love it! That 'uncooler' thing made me laugh, because I've said it before, if you can't laugh at yourself, you can't laugh at anyone. See you on Friday!
* Shafi: This wasn't actually there when I started this, and it's OK if you don't put your name in the title, I'm not really sure how to either. See you at school!
That sums up today. I hope you all like my new segment, because I sure do. Speaking of comments, I'll probably be commenting more on other people's blogs, if that's OK. My New Year's Resolution was to be more social, and I figure I'd better start living up to that (although I am doing that more already.).
See you all in my comments (hopefully),
AB
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Relief and Randomness
Relief because we didn't do any assessments (Shock! Horror!), and randomness because, well, today was a random day. So on to Thursday...
I got driven to school by Jo again, and we talked about my blog, specifically, this post, as she wanted to see what I wrote about that fateful jet boat ride. She told me that she was in stitches laughing. That made me feel good. Period 1 was Science, in which we did an experiment, with acid and fire. Although, in Science that's sort of a given. After that was Maths, in which I played around on Graphmatica, and finished the book I was reading. So I moved on to the other book in my bag, 'Twilight.' Yes, I've already read it, but it's a great book. Only problem is, after watching the movie, I can't help but imagine the book (as it's written from Bella's perspective, obviously) in Kristen Stewart's voice (actor who played Bella). In Recess, boarders (specifically, Olivia Linke and a few friends) teamed up to stop Cam from kicking me out of the band for reasons that I will not attempt to understand. Sometimes I just don't know if people are taking the piss out of me. But, either way, it's funny. Periods 3 and 4 were spent in Ag. Period 3 was me on my iPod (coincidentally, there is no song stuck in my head, so much as lyrics. Those lyrics are 'Wernher von Braun' by Tom Lehrer. Link. He also wrote the Elements Song, which I have of course, memorised.) Period 4 was me vaccinating a cow. Which went OK. Of course, in an Ag lesson, something had to go wrong. And the only one in months I actually took initiative in, my right ring finger got caught between a cow and a pole. Then the cow, freaking out, charged. The pain shot through my finger, as blood started flowing and skin and cuticle came off. This is another of those times that just make you look up and say 'This is why I am an atheist.' Lunch, as always, was playing that most enjoyable of card games, 13. I lost with startling regularity, which I put down to not sitting where I usually do. The highlight of that lunch was me playing 3 triples, or something like that, and Eric claiming 'You cheater!' To which I replied, 'You dealt!' That was funny. Another thing was even more random. In our group we call each other 'aftsholes,' which came about when Andy mispronouned 'ass.' Now we have a new one: Victor almost mispronounced 'technical' as 'testicle' (I'm smiling just thinking about it), so, of course, we replace technical now with testicle, which both makes speech a lot funnier and makes people look at you just that little bit weirder. Which makes it all the more humorous.
Period 5 was English, in which we got our English marks back. I got 14 out of 20, and considering the high was 17 in our class, I think I did pretty well. But the most surprising was that Rhys got the best in the class, even beating Lana. And no, I'm not kidding. He shouted out '17!' in class, and I thought he was kidding. We also did some short story work. I had a really good idea, and I might even write the whole thing. Later. (Serial procrastinator). Period 6 was History, which was a bludge, as Tan lost his rubber ball as Alan somehow knocked it out of the classroom, down a flight of stairs, and into oblivion. When I got home, I went on my laptop, finished off my Scratch project (the Coastline Generator. I'll upload it when the Scratch website goes back on. I don't know what's wrong with it.), and surfed the net, as well as going on MSN. The new Megatokyo comic is up, as well. While watching TV after dinner, I noticed a moment of stupidity. I was watching the Biggest Loser, and somebody was switching teams. But in the ad before they told you who, there was a commercial for the Sunday Biggest Loser, in which they showed you exactly who swapped. Goodbye suspense. And right now, I'm watching the Carlton-Richmond game, AFL of course. Surprised you? I love the Carlton Blues.
And that was a Thursday of relief and randomness, except for when that cow charged me (in a way). But, all in all, I loved today. I'll end with a quote from Holy Grail, because, as I've said before, they are awesome.
She turned me into a newt (I got better),
AB
I got driven to school by Jo again, and we talked about my blog, specifically, this post, as she wanted to see what I wrote about that fateful jet boat ride. She told me that she was in stitches laughing. That made me feel good. Period 1 was Science, in which we did an experiment, with acid and fire. Although, in Science that's sort of a given. After that was Maths, in which I played around on Graphmatica, and finished the book I was reading. So I moved on to the other book in my bag, 'Twilight.' Yes, I've already read it, but it's a great book. Only problem is, after watching the movie, I can't help but imagine the book (as it's written from Bella's perspective, obviously) in Kristen Stewart's voice (actor who played Bella). In Recess, boarders (specifically, Olivia Linke and a few friends) teamed up to stop Cam from kicking me out of the band for reasons that I will not attempt to understand. Sometimes I just don't know if people are taking the piss out of me. But, either way, it's funny. Periods 3 and 4 were spent in Ag. Period 3 was me on my iPod (coincidentally, there is no song stuck in my head, so much as lyrics. Those lyrics are 'Wernher von Braun' by Tom Lehrer. Link. He also wrote the Elements Song, which I have of course, memorised.) Period 4 was me vaccinating a cow. Which went OK. Of course, in an Ag lesson, something had to go wrong. And the only one in months I actually took initiative in, my right ring finger got caught between a cow and a pole. Then the cow, freaking out, charged. The pain shot through my finger, as blood started flowing and skin and cuticle came off. This is another of those times that just make you look up and say 'This is why I am an atheist.' Lunch, as always, was playing that most enjoyable of card games, 13. I lost with startling regularity, which I put down to not sitting where I usually do. The highlight of that lunch was me playing 3 triples, or something like that, and Eric claiming 'You cheater!' To which I replied, 'You dealt!' That was funny. Another thing was even more random. In our group we call each other 'aftsholes,' which came about when Andy mispronouned 'ass.' Now we have a new one: Victor almost mispronounced 'technical' as 'testicle' (I'm smiling just thinking about it), so, of course, we replace technical now with testicle, which both makes speech a lot funnier and makes people look at you just that little bit weirder. Which makes it all the more humorous.
Period 5 was English, in which we got our English marks back. I got 14 out of 20, and considering the high was 17 in our class, I think I did pretty well. But the most surprising was that Rhys got the best in the class, even beating Lana. And no, I'm not kidding. He shouted out '17!' in class, and I thought he was kidding. We also did some short story work. I had a really good idea, and I might even write the whole thing. Later. (Serial procrastinator). Period 6 was History, which was a bludge, as Tan lost his rubber ball as Alan somehow knocked it out of the classroom, down a flight of stairs, and into oblivion. When I got home, I went on my laptop, finished off my Scratch project (the Coastline Generator. I'll upload it when the Scratch website goes back on. I don't know what's wrong with it.), and surfed the net, as well as going on MSN. The new Megatokyo comic is up, as well. While watching TV after dinner, I noticed a moment of stupidity. I was watching the Biggest Loser, and somebody was switching teams. But in the ad before they told you who, there was a commercial for the Sunday Biggest Loser, in which they showed you exactly who swapped. Goodbye suspense. And right now, I'm watching the Carlton-Richmond game, AFL of course. Surprised you? I love the Carlton Blues.
And that was a Thursday of relief and randomness, except for when that cow charged me (in a way). But, all in all, I loved today. I'll end with a quote from Holy Grail, because, as I've said before, they are awesome.
She turned me into a newt (I got better),
AB
Monday, March 23, 2009
T Minus 12 Hours For Panic
School starts in something like 12 hours. Panic will begin then, with the PE assessment. Period 3 is Geography (it's been rescheduled). This will continue until Wednesday, when the Drama assessment is. Then, on Thursday, I will be free. (Quoting Queen: Some day I'm gonna be free, Lord!). Now to my day. I've already picked out a title for tomorrow and maybe Wednesday.
Jo drove me to school again. I give Shafi the book I promised him on Friday (better late than never), then going to the library and attempting to print out a sheet for dance. The computer didn't start up in time, and the bell rang. My iPod wasn't on, but my inner iPod was, with the song stuck in my head today being 'If U Seek Amy.' Specifically, the chorus. It's playing in my head now. Period 1 was Ag, which just involved writing stuff in my book, the usual. (A brief side note: the appalling grammar of Schippers. I can barely stand it. Sometimes I can't even understand what he's saying. Maybe that's just me though.) Geography I spent helping Rhys out with his Research Action Plan. Not doing it for him, mind you. But he needed tips, so I helped him out. Once he got the hang of it, he did really well. Recess was spent trying to print out that sheet. But again, it failed, when the school's email service didn't open. Grr. Period 3 was Maths, with Rawson giving us some work on elimination in algebra, which is like getting an ice pick and repeatedly hitting yourself in the head with it. That might seem like a crude analogy, but I made that up on the spot, and damnit, I'm going to keep it (I think that's how Trotsky died). Next was Science, which was thankfully in Room 11, a computer lab, with Pitt, where I was able to print out the sheet. All that time for nothing. Bugger.
Lunch was spent doing last-minute practice for dance, first in Room 13, then 6, interspersed (note to self: stop using long words. Who am I kidding, I can't stop using long words.) with a trip to the English staffroom where I found out that I do the Drama thing on Wednesday, as opposed to Thursday through to Monday. Fantastic. Period 5 was Commerce, in which we did bugger all work (thank god), and Kearney was added to my list of teachers that won't let me read in class. So far the list reads:
* Mr. Wilson, senior
* Mr. Rawson
* Mr. Faulds
* Mr. Kearney
And that's just this year. English was spent copying down a brief amount of work, and also helping Hewie out with his Research Action Plan. He just needed some pointers: if there's one thing I'm against, it's doing other people's work for them. Helping, yes, but not doing it. We also got a class assessment of the English assessment, if that makes sense. Apparently noone got over 16 out of 20. Oh, boy. I don't look forward to getting my mark. I got to the station, same old, and wait for the bus to come. And waited. And waited. Until 3:30. Apparently the bus was cancelled. Great if they told us that. At home, I fixed up the remainder of my Research Action Plan, and set to work on my Drama project. I finished it after a few hours of work, on and off. I had to mow some of the lawn, get dinner, the usual. And here I am, finally finished the Drama thing (though it needs some rehearsal), and as ready as I'll ever be for the assessments tomorrow. My forecast: Dance is going to be annoying, but I've got a good feeling about it. Whether that will be right remains to be seen. And the Geography assessment is going to be fairly straight-forward, but a lot of writing. That's what they usually are. And Drama on Wednesday is going to be OK, but not as easy as it sounds.
Such was the last day before all hell breaks loose tomorrow. This, in a few words, is not going to be good. But, I suppose, I'll go in there with a bit of confidence, and hope I don't stuff up, and hopefully I'll be fine.
Wish me luck (we'll all need it),
AB
Jo drove me to school again. I give Shafi the book I promised him on Friday (better late than never), then going to the library and attempting to print out a sheet for dance. The computer didn't start up in time, and the bell rang. My iPod wasn't on, but my inner iPod was, with the song stuck in my head today being 'If U Seek Amy.' Specifically, the chorus. It's playing in my head now. Period 1 was Ag, which just involved writing stuff in my book, the usual. (A brief side note: the appalling grammar of Schippers. I can barely stand it. Sometimes I can't even understand what he's saying. Maybe that's just me though.) Geography I spent helping Rhys out with his Research Action Plan. Not doing it for him, mind you. But he needed tips, so I helped him out. Once he got the hang of it, he did really well. Recess was spent trying to print out that sheet. But again, it failed, when the school's email service didn't open. Grr. Period 3 was Maths, with Rawson giving us some work on elimination in algebra, which is like getting an ice pick and repeatedly hitting yourself in the head with it. That might seem like a crude analogy, but I made that up on the spot, and damnit, I'm going to keep it (I think that's how Trotsky died). Next was Science, which was thankfully in Room 11, a computer lab, with Pitt, where I was able to print out the sheet. All that time for nothing. Bugger.
Lunch was spent doing last-minute practice for dance, first in Room 13, then 6, interspersed (note to self: stop using long words. Who am I kidding, I can't stop using long words.) with a trip to the English staffroom where I found out that I do the Drama thing on Wednesday, as opposed to Thursday through to Monday. Fantastic. Period 5 was Commerce, in which we did bugger all work (thank god), and Kearney was added to my list of teachers that won't let me read in class. So far the list reads:
* Mr. Wilson, senior
* Mr. Rawson
* Mr. Faulds
* Mr. Kearney
And that's just this year. English was spent copying down a brief amount of work, and also helping Hewie out with his Research Action Plan. He just needed some pointers: if there's one thing I'm against, it's doing other people's work for them. Helping, yes, but not doing it. We also got a class assessment of the English assessment, if that makes sense. Apparently noone got over 16 out of 20. Oh, boy. I don't look forward to getting my mark. I got to the station, same old, and wait for the bus to come. And waited. And waited. Until 3:30. Apparently the bus was cancelled. Great if they told us that. At home, I fixed up the remainder of my Research Action Plan, and set to work on my Drama project. I finished it after a few hours of work, on and off. I had to mow some of the lawn, get dinner, the usual. And here I am, finally finished the Drama thing (though it needs some rehearsal), and as ready as I'll ever be for the assessments tomorrow. My forecast: Dance is going to be annoying, but I've got a good feeling about it. Whether that will be right remains to be seen. And the Geography assessment is going to be fairly straight-forward, but a lot of writing. That's what they usually are. And Drama on Wednesday is going to be OK, but not as easy as it sounds.
Such was the last day before all hell breaks loose tomorrow. This, in a few words, is not going to be good. But, I suppose, I'll go in there with a bit of confidence, and hope I don't stuff up, and hopefully I'll be fine.
Wish me luck (we'll all need it),
AB
Monday, March 16, 2009
It's a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad Monday
Another day, another pop culture reference. I'll just say go ahead and Wiki it if you're interested. Today's title basically refers to how today the world was crazy, insane, mad. But, that's not a bad thing. Basically like I say here, but more 'peace-out,' optimistic rather than cynical and pessimistic.
Jo drove me to school, about 30 seconds ahead of my train. Got to school, then Period 1. We had Science, and this was one very strange thing. We did an experiment, but instead of inside, we went out to the basketball court. We poured sulfuric acid on to sugar. Now that may seem relatively harmless, but apparently that experiment releases steam and sulfur dioxide, which according to the internet (according to spellcheck, 'internet' is not a word. WT7?) is toxic and one of the primary components of acid rain (sort of. Technically it's sulfuric acid, which is made up of oxygen and sulfur dioxide. Wikipedia.), so no inside. I found a demonstration on the net. Have a look at the link, that's essentially what happened. Several double entendres were made during that lesson, most by Mr. Robson unintentionally. The link should pretty much explain how. Next came Geography, which involved getting a sheet and Johnson talking about the difference between barriers and bars, both mentioned in passing in the first paragraph. Although, we got much more distracted during Ag last year with McAlpin. At one point we got from fertilisers to the defense capabilities of Switzerland. I may have learnt more during that lesson than I had that entire term. Recess was interesting in that it was boring (makes sense to me). Victor had left, apparently due to vomiting (I'm still not 100% on the details), and Ian and Shafi were probably in the library. So I talked to John and Kevin. We all brought bananas, and were comparing how strange they were. Kevin's was 4 cm long, John's was black, and mine was green and not exactly ready to eat yet. I learnt that the hard way. Period 3 was English, in which we read a short story from a book, and I spent half the period looking stuff up in a 35 year old dictionary (I'm still not sure I how got to that.). Next came Maths, which was doing some work and playing on my calculator. It's strange, but no matter what we do in Maths, I always end up messing around on my calculator (incidentally, the highest number I can do on my calculator with 4 4's without having a Math Error is 4!!4 x (4 x √4)!).
Lunch, 1st half, was talking about... not much actually, and arm wrestling, for some reason. I beat John, tied with Eric, and was beaten by Ian. Hmm. 2nd half was dancing in Room 6 again. Period 5 was Drama, in which Cam and I had to do some mime, so we figured we could make this fun. Cam pretended to be Kolodziej, and imitated him the whole time, including how he sits (strangely) and the infamous Breaking of the Watch. I wasn't there, but I heard it was hilarious. Commerce for me was spent reading, and talking in short intervals. I got home in a 10-year old bus, and my New Scientist was not there. It wasn't there on Friday either. If it's not here by Wednesday, I am going to raise some hell. At home, I did some Geography homework, and got on my computer. Oh, and... EPISODE 36 IS OUT! That's another one! Here's the link, watch it now!
OK, now I'd like to mention some random people.
* My Dad, who specifically mentioned to be put in today's post. He's doing Uni, because he didn't get to as he joined the Navy at 16 or 17. Congrats Dad!
* Justin, who apparently just found my blog. He joins a select group of about 10 people who read this thing.
* Anonymous Commenter Number 1 from this post. You made my day, in that I spent ages trying to work out who you were. I still don't know.
* Indra, from this post. You are the reverse of the above person, in that I know your name, but not who you are (I hope that makes sense).
* Shafi, for getting MSN. Good luck! (To quote him: 'talking to cam and matt simultaneogdgdh' I guess he still has to get typing down.)
* Hurlstone, for having a 24th of March fetish.
OK, that's about it for today. Hopefully tomorrow will be less work. I promise one day I'll stop random lists. Maybe. I'll end with a brain-puzzler. It's got me stumped.
This sentence is a lie,
AB
Jo drove me to school, about 30 seconds ahead of my train. Got to school, then Period 1. We had Science, and this was one very strange thing. We did an experiment, but instead of inside, we went out to the basketball court. We poured sulfuric acid on to sugar. Now that may seem relatively harmless, but apparently that experiment releases steam and sulfur dioxide, which according to the internet (according to spellcheck, 'internet' is not a word. WT7?) is toxic and one of the primary components of acid rain (sort of. Technically it's sulfuric acid, which is made up of oxygen and sulfur dioxide. Wikipedia.), so no inside. I found a demonstration on the net. Have a look at the link, that's essentially what happened. Several double entendres were made during that lesson, most by Mr. Robson unintentionally. The link should pretty much explain how. Next came Geography, which involved getting a sheet and Johnson talking about the difference between barriers and bars, both mentioned in passing in the first paragraph. Although, we got much more distracted during Ag last year with McAlpin. At one point we got from fertilisers to the defense capabilities of Switzerland. I may have learnt more during that lesson than I had that entire term. Recess was interesting in that it was boring (makes sense to me). Victor had left, apparently due to vomiting (I'm still not 100% on the details), and Ian and Shafi were probably in the library. So I talked to John and Kevin. We all brought bananas, and were comparing how strange they were. Kevin's was 4 cm long, John's was black, and mine was green and not exactly ready to eat yet. I learnt that the hard way. Period 3 was English, in which we read a short story from a book, and I spent half the period looking stuff up in a 35 year old dictionary (I'm still not sure I how got to that.). Next came Maths, which was doing some work and playing on my calculator. It's strange, but no matter what we do in Maths, I always end up messing around on my calculator (incidentally, the highest number I can do on my calculator with 4 4's without having a Math Error is 4!!4 x (4 x √4)!).
Lunch, 1st half, was talking about... not much actually, and arm wrestling, for some reason. I beat John, tied with Eric, and was beaten by Ian. Hmm. 2nd half was dancing in Room 6 again. Period 5 was Drama, in which Cam and I had to do some mime, so we figured we could make this fun. Cam pretended to be Kolodziej, and imitated him the whole time, including how he sits (strangely) and the infamous Breaking of the Watch. I wasn't there, but I heard it was hilarious. Commerce for me was spent reading, and talking in short intervals. I got home in a 10-year old bus, and my New Scientist was not there. It wasn't there on Friday either. If it's not here by Wednesday, I am going to raise some hell. At home, I did some Geography homework, and got on my computer. Oh, and... EPISODE 36 IS OUT! That's another one! Here's the link, watch it now!
OK, now I'd like to mention some random people.
* My Dad, who specifically mentioned to be put in today's post. He's doing Uni, because he didn't get to as he joined the Navy at 16 or 17. Congrats Dad!
* Justin, who apparently just found my blog. He joins a select group of about 10 people who read this thing.
* Anonymous Commenter Number 1 from this post. You made my day, in that I spent ages trying to work out who you were. I still don't know.
* Indra, from this post. You are the reverse of the above person, in that I know your name, but not who you are (I hope that makes sense).
* Shafi, for getting MSN. Good luck! (To quote him: 'talking to cam and matt simultaneogdgdh' I guess he still has to get typing down.)
* Hurlstone, for having a 24th of March fetish.
OK, that's about it for today. Hopefully tomorrow will be less work. I promise one day I'll stop random lists. Maybe. I'll end with a brain-puzzler. It's got me stumped.
This sentence is a lie,
AB
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Chilling Out, Maxing
If you're wondering WT7 that title means, it's part of the lyrics to 'Fresh Prince of Bel-Air.' If you're wondering what that is, just Wiki it. OK, now that that's out of the way, I chose that title because that was what I did today: basically chilled and did nothing.
I woke up at around 7:20, and got on my laptop. As usual, I went straight onto Megatokyo (I finished every strip as of today at around 4.), MSN, the usual. My brother then had to go to his AFL game, so I was stuck at home. I did some homework (*sigh*), watched Family Guy, and talked on MSN to Alexa. I had lunch, did more stuff on my laptop, etc, etc. After my brother got home, I played PS3 for a short time, had dinner, and watched TV. I also did some reading and a short dance rehearsal by myself. Hmm, is that it? It was a fairly monotonous day (hmm, fairly monotonous, maybe I should have used that for the title)... Tell, you what, I'll do more random lists. These are fun.
Things that piss me off:
* Spelling errors: you would think in books, they'd bother to spellcheck. Maybe that seems harsh, there's so many pages, but you'd think they'd learn to spell right on an advertisement on the back of a bus! (OK, maybe they're funny, but, still, I don't like spelling errors.) And I'm not talking about long words, little things like their and there.
* Projects all due in the space of one week: Or, in the case of Tuesday, one day.
* People not telling me if something's to do with me: Man, I have a right to know.
* My 'New Scientist' coming on Monday, not the previous Friday: Damn the postal system not coming on weekends.
Hmm. Things I'm obsessed with:
* The Periodic Table: It runs through my head all the time. Luckily reading shuts it up. (Nerdy and Proud of it!)
* Queen: I know, I'm obsessed. If you listen, you'll know why.
* My blog: Sorta goes without saying. Nothing under 4oo words!
* My laptop: My world, man!
Book Ideas:
* Hitler's adopted son taking over the world: That went 2 pages before I realised I didn't have a protagonist.
* Genghis Khan something something magical powers: I had that obsession in Year 6-7.
* Something about breaking prejudices: I'm sure I have a character list somewhere.
* Defence on Atheism: I don't read Richard Dawkins.
* Werewolves fighting with swords against a Masked Man: I had a dream this morning, and that was it.
Songs I've written and their choruses (please note that I write to write and not about anything):
* Life In Oakwood Town:
Well life in this old town
Is simple and carefree
I don’t care what people say
But Oakwood Town’s for me
* For You:
‘Cause I’d, stop the world spinning
For You
‘Cause I’d, halt time in its tracks
For You
It doesn’t matter where you are
Doesn’t matter what you do
I’d still do anything
For You
* Where Have You Gone:
Where have you gone?
Right now I’m missing you
Where have you gone?
Now there’s one where there was two
My heart is filled with sadness
When I ask Why and How?
And all that I want to know
Is to know where you are now
* Truth In Lies:
You are the one
My special one
And I see you
When I close my eyes
You broke my heart
When you told me
And you showed me
The truth in lies
Ideas belong sole property of me, you get the picture. I'd give you the tunes to go along with the lyrics, but I can't do those. I guess that sums up today, and more random lists too. I probably won't do more of those random lists, one because they're basically filler (but still cool) and two because I don't think I can think of any more. School tomorrow. Ah, well.
Relaxing all the while,
AB
I woke up at around 7:20, and got on my laptop. As usual, I went straight onto Megatokyo (I finished every strip as of today at around 4.), MSN, the usual. My brother then had to go to his AFL game, so I was stuck at home. I did some homework (*sigh*), watched Family Guy, and talked on MSN to Alexa. I had lunch, did more stuff on my laptop, etc, etc. After my brother got home, I played PS3 for a short time, had dinner, and watched TV. I also did some reading and a short dance rehearsal by myself. Hmm, is that it? It was a fairly monotonous day (hmm, fairly monotonous, maybe I should have used that for the title)... Tell, you what, I'll do more random lists. These are fun.
Things that piss me off:
* Spelling errors: you would think in books, they'd bother to spellcheck. Maybe that seems harsh, there's so many pages, but you'd think they'd learn to spell right on an advertisement on the back of a bus! (OK, maybe they're funny, but, still, I don't like spelling errors.) And I'm not talking about long words, little things like their and there.
* Projects all due in the space of one week: Or, in the case of Tuesday, one day.
* People not telling me if something's to do with me: Man, I have a right to know.
* My 'New Scientist' coming on Monday, not the previous Friday: Damn the postal system not coming on weekends.
Hmm. Things I'm obsessed with:
* The Periodic Table: It runs through my head all the time. Luckily reading shuts it up. (Nerdy and Proud of it!)
* Queen: I know, I'm obsessed. If you listen, you'll know why.
* My blog: Sorta goes without saying. Nothing under 4oo words!
* My laptop: My world, man!
Book Ideas:
* Hitler's adopted son taking over the world: That went 2 pages before I realised I didn't have a protagonist.
* Genghis Khan something something magical powers: I had that obsession in Year 6-7.
* Something about breaking prejudices: I'm sure I have a character list somewhere.
* Defence on Atheism: I don't read Richard Dawkins.
* Werewolves fighting with swords against a Masked Man: I had a dream this morning, and that was it.
Songs I've written and their choruses (please note that I write to write and not about anything):
* Life In Oakwood Town:
Well life in this old town
Is simple and carefree
I don’t care what people say
But Oakwood Town’s for me
* For You:
‘Cause I’d, stop the world spinning
For You
‘Cause I’d, halt time in its tracks
For You
It doesn’t matter where you are
Doesn’t matter what you do
I’d still do anything
For You
* Where Have You Gone:
Where have you gone?
Right now I’m missing you
Where have you gone?
Now there’s one where there was two
My heart is filled with sadness
When I ask Why and How?
And all that I want to know
Is to know where you are now
* Truth In Lies:
You are the one
My special one
And I see you
When I close my eyes
You broke my heart
When you told me
And you showed me
The truth in lies
Ideas belong sole property of me, you get the picture. I'd give you the tunes to go along with the lyrics, but I can't do those. I guess that sums up today, and more random lists too. I probably won't do more of those random lists, one because they're basically filler (but still cool) and two because I don't think I can think of any more. School tomorrow. Ah, well.
Relaxing all the while,
AB
Thursday, March 12, 2009
The Randomness Striketh
That's right, no more song titles! But, because everything sounds better when you make it sound old-timey and slightly retarded (proof. That took ages to find. Then I found out there was a search function on the website.), I made it 'striketh.' (Oh, I've also added a small thing at the side of my page: a word count of my blog.)
I got to school, the usual. Period 1 was English, which was copying stuff out of the booklet (Joy.). Next came Maths, which involved Mango coming out with 4 consecutive numbers multiplied together, plus 1, equals a square number. That square number, square-rooted, is the product of the first and fourth consecutive numbers, plus 1. Proving that took up a good part of the period (In A1, we do that. It's called boredom. Why we do maths is probably why we're in A1. At least that's my guess.), but it works all the time. Proof here. Recess involved talking about the band and what we think is the best song we've ever written. Eric thought 'State of Mind,' Cam thought 'Now She's Gone.' I'm leaning towards 'Where Have You Gone,' just for the sheer catchiness factor. Speaking of music, the song stuck in my head is a parody Abridged song called 'Villain' (link). Period 3 was Drama, which was doing some mime stuff. It's harder than it looks (sorta). Next was Commerce, which was ultra-random, as we split into groups of 5 and pretended we were all in 11th century English villages to talk about common law. Or something like that. Fun, but incredibly random at the same time. But the pinnacle of the randomness of the day was Lunch, in which we (me, Cam, John, Eric, Mango, Victor) went to Room 7 to look at Matt dancing, as well as watching 2 giant chess games, getting a magazine off Ian, and making $2 for more random things involving Room 7 and the magazine (separately). Eric also listened to Hamish and Andy on my iPod. Periods 5 and 6 were PE, dance specifically. We did some work, and we talked about meeting times and exactly how I was getting the steps wrong and what details I could do to fix them. School then ended, but the randomness still didn't stop, as the bus driver somehow manages to miss a turn with little traffic, extending the bus trip by about 10 minutes, and then when I go to ask him about it when he's stopped, he's on his phone saying 'I've missed the turn!' Give the man a medal, he's a genius. Luckily the rest of the journey went fairly smoothly, and I did no homework (as I had none), and went on MSN, the net and TV. Basic night really.
Such sums up a day of randomness, links and localised craziness (hmm, that doesn't sound too bad, localised craziness. Good name for a song?). I end with a quick quote of my own creation, which also happens to be my MSN screen name (another good idea for a song name came last night, in MSN: 'Human, But Otherwise Alright'. Crossed messages, but they work really well together I think). Comment if you can!
Blogging: A sane way of talking to yourself,
AB
I got to school, the usual. Period 1 was English, which was copying stuff out of the booklet (Joy.). Next came Maths, which involved Mango coming out with 4 consecutive numbers multiplied together, plus 1, equals a square number. That square number, square-rooted, is the product of the first and fourth consecutive numbers, plus 1. Proving that took up a good part of the period (In A1, we do that. It's called boredom. Why we do maths is probably why we're in A1. At least that's my guess.), but it works all the time. Proof here. Recess involved talking about the band and what we think is the best song we've ever written. Eric thought 'State of Mind,' Cam thought 'Now She's Gone.' I'm leaning towards 'Where Have You Gone,' just for the sheer catchiness factor. Speaking of music, the song stuck in my head is a parody Abridged song called 'Villain' (link). Period 3 was Drama, which was doing some mime stuff. It's harder than it looks (sorta). Next was Commerce, which was ultra-random, as we split into groups of 5 and pretended we were all in 11th century English villages to talk about common law. Or something like that. Fun, but incredibly random at the same time. But the pinnacle of the randomness of the day was Lunch, in which we (me, Cam, John, Eric, Mango, Victor) went to Room 7 to look at Matt dancing, as well as watching 2 giant chess games, getting a magazine off Ian, and making $2 for more random things involving Room 7 and the magazine (separately). Eric also listened to Hamish and Andy on my iPod. Periods 5 and 6 were PE, dance specifically. We did some work, and we talked about meeting times and exactly how I was getting the steps wrong and what details I could do to fix them. School then ended, but the randomness still didn't stop, as the bus driver somehow manages to miss a turn with little traffic, extending the bus trip by about 10 minutes, and then when I go to ask him about it when he's stopped, he's on his phone saying 'I've missed the turn!' Give the man a medal, he's a genius. Luckily the rest of the journey went fairly smoothly, and I did no homework (as I had none), and went on MSN, the net and TV. Basic night really.
Such sums up a day of randomness, links and localised craziness (hmm, that doesn't sound too bad, localised craziness. Good name for a song?). I end with a quick quote of my own creation, which also happens to be my MSN screen name (another good idea for a song name came last night, in MSN: 'Human, But Otherwise Alright'. Crossed messages, but they work really well together I think). Comment if you can!
Blogging: A sane way of talking to yourself,
AB
Monday, March 9, 2009
Save Me (From Exams)
OK, I swear, no more Queen songs, maybe. (And, wow, I'm even using brackets in titles now.) Back to school, and guess what? I forgot there was an exam. Well, at least the rest of the day was a bludge. Let's see what happened today...
I got dropped off at school by my Dad (because he doesn't go back to work until tomorrow), and we talk about our weekends. Eric listened to my iPod. And I find out about the English exam. That came as a shock, I'll say that. Period 1 is Geography, which involved doing a crossword. And by doing it, I mean the class did some, then asked Johnson for the rest of the answers. And by the rest, I mean all (even bludging can be bludged). Next was Science, and Robson was away, again (sounds like musical chairs: teacher style). Instead we had Contado, the permanent substitute. We did some questions, not too difficult, and then I realise my iPod's not in my top pocket where it should be. I check my pockets, and all I can feel is my green book. At this point, I start to get worried. No matter, it's probably in my bag. I go out to check: it's not in there. Panic starts. I run into the classroom, to see if it's there, pulling apart everything on my table as fast as I can (and getting strange looks by at least one person in the process). I run back out, and start ripping everything out of my bag. I make one last look in my pockets: and there it is. (I swear sometimes I feel like a retard.) Recess was spent talking to everyone. Period 3 was Ag, and Schippers returned. We spent the period doing the worksheets fairly half-assed, and correcting the work from the entirety of last week. (You'd think he'd leave answers.)
Next was supposed to be PE, but instead it was the exam. The English one. The one I didn't study for. Cue the dramatic music! We get to the class, and our teacher is the new English one replacing Manyweathers, the one with the hyphenated name that stretches from here to Perth and back again. We get our exams, and she puts on the video (again, not DVD) on the video player that's 20 years old (that's no exaggeration. Apparently the teacher got that model as a wedding present in 1989.). That takes about 15 minutes to work out, and then we get into the exam. It was fairly simple, but we had to write over 2 pages in 30 minutes. Anyway... Lunch was spent watching one of the big chess games (our school has gigantic chess pieces, and 2 chess boards painted on the ground. That's what you get for going to Hurlstone.), and doing some rehearsal for Dance for PE. Which reminds me, I also have a practice tomorrow arvo. Period 5 was spent in Maths, with Rawson teaching us about the ideas of mathematical induction without actually telling us what it was. (I Wiki'd it today: not recommended. From what I can understand, it's proving a hypothesis mathematically. That's about all I understood before it got confusing.) Next was Drama, which was really funny. We all moved the tables and chairs to the sides of the room before class so we didn't have to do theory, then sat on the ground as a form of silent protest. After this and a lot of talking (so much for silent protest), Kolodziej sort of blew his top. That was followed by about a minute of silence. Yeah. It was also funny for another reason: Cameron started to sing Katy Perry. Specifically, 'Hot N Cold.' Cameron. Singing Katy Perry. That was just so random and so funny. Speaking of music, the song stuck in my head is 'Don't Stop Me Now.' So I got home, and after doing homework, I get on my laptop: and Episode 35 is out (but don't bother going on the website. Youtube it.). 3 weeks, 3 episodes. That is a miracle. Long live LK. And, as always, bloody hilarious.
Such ends Monday, and what a Monday it's been. I end with a quote by some guy called Tom Wilson (I use this site), 'cause thinking outside of school is... something...
Mondays are the potholes in the road of life,
AB
I got dropped off at school by my Dad (because he doesn't go back to work until tomorrow), and we talk about our weekends. Eric listened to my iPod. And I find out about the English exam. That came as a shock, I'll say that. Period 1 is Geography, which involved doing a crossword. And by doing it, I mean the class did some, then asked Johnson for the rest of the answers. And by the rest, I mean all (even bludging can be bludged). Next was Science, and Robson was away, again (sounds like musical chairs: teacher style). Instead we had Contado, the permanent substitute. We did some questions, not too difficult, and then I realise my iPod's not in my top pocket where it should be. I check my pockets, and all I can feel is my green book. At this point, I start to get worried. No matter, it's probably in my bag. I go out to check: it's not in there. Panic starts. I run into the classroom, to see if it's there, pulling apart everything on my table as fast as I can (and getting strange looks by at least one person in the process). I run back out, and start ripping everything out of my bag. I make one last look in my pockets: and there it is. (I swear sometimes I feel like a retard.) Recess was spent talking to everyone. Period 3 was Ag, and Schippers returned. We spent the period doing the worksheets fairly half-assed, and correcting the work from the entirety of last week. (You'd think he'd leave answers.)
Next was supposed to be PE, but instead it was the exam. The English one. The one I didn't study for. Cue the dramatic music! We get to the class, and our teacher is the new English one replacing Manyweathers, the one with the hyphenated name that stretches from here to Perth and back again. We get our exams, and she puts on the video (again, not DVD) on the video player that's 20 years old (that's no exaggeration. Apparently the teacher got that model as a wedding present in 1989.). That takes about 15 minutes to work out, and then we get into the exam. It was fairly simple, but we had to write over 2 pages in 30 minutes. Anyway... Lunch was spent watching one of the big chess games (our school has gigantic chess pieces, and 2 chess boards painted on the ground. That's what you get for going to Hurlstone.), and doing some rehearsal for Dance for PE. Which reminds me, I also have a practice tomorrow arvo. Period 5 was spent in Maths, with Rawson teaching us about the ideas of mathematical induction without actually telling us what it was. (I Wiki'd it today: not recommended. From what I can understand, it's proving a hypothesis mathematically. That's about all I understood before it got confusing.) Next was Drama, which was really funny. We all moved the tables and chairs to the sides of the room before class so we didn't have to do theory, then sat on the ground as a form of silent protest. After this and a lot of talking (so much for silent protest), Kolodziej sort of blew his top. That was followed by about a minute of silence. Yeah. It was also funny for another reason: Cameron started to sing Katy Perry. Specifically, 'Hot N Cold.' Cameron. Singing Katy Perry. That was just so random and so funny. Speaking of music, the song stuck in my head is 'Don't Stop Me Now.' So I got home, and after doing homework, I get on my laptop: and Episode 35 is out (but don't bother going on the website. Youtube it.). 3 weeks, 3 episodes. That is a miracle. Long live LK. And, as always, bloody hilarious.
Such ends Monday, and what a Monday it's been. I end with a quote by some guy called Tom Wilson (I use this site), 'cause thinking outside of school is... something...
Mondays are the potholes in the road of life,
AB
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Don't Stop Me Now
In that, I wanted to quote a song, preferably a Queen one, and this one seemed to fit today. It's been a long day, and it's still going. So let's get into what has been a hell of a Saturday (in a good way).
I woke up at 7:20 (which, really, is sleeping in for me), and I'm still half-waking up when the parents bustle me off to Rebel Sports about 20 minutes away for my brother's footy boots (AFL. I'm sure I've already said this.), as well as to get me some new sneakers (this pair's falling apart. Almost literally.). So we get to the shops, and there's this guy on one of the up escalators walking down. About 50 years old, so not a kid or anything. Just picture it: a 50 year old guy just staying in one spot, walking down the up escalator as if that's perfectly normal. And we have to go up that escalator, so he just stops, turns around, and goes up the escalator. And, he was looking at us strange. He was looking at us strange. Anyway, we get to Rebel, I get my shoes, taking around 10 minutes, while EJ (my brother) is getting his boots. I wander over, he's still getting his boots. Wait around 15 minutes, come back, still getting them. It's a miracle we ever got out of there. We get out, grab a doughnut and a strawberry milkshake, and end up going to Borders. Sweet. I got another Brian Greene book called 'Fabric of the Cosmos.' I can't wait to read it. We got home, and I ended up having to clean my room and do homework. Joy. I can't do it tomorrow, because I have cricket. (Oh, that reminds me: I was thinking of titling today's post 'The Final Countdown' because of the cricket final, but it didn't really sum up today. Bugger. After I got that out of the way, I went on my laptop for a while, going on Scratch, MSN, net-surfing, you know, the usual.
We left our house at around 5, to go to Shay's house. I went on the Wii, playing Wii Tennis against Lachlan and EJ (losing both times), and playing baseball with EJ (drawing.) Next, we had dinner, and then we got into handball. Shay and Lachlan play a bit differently, but then, so does everyone. We played for a while, and at the end, the game just started to fall apart. But, really, we were having more fun, 'cause we didn't care what we doing. It was great. I gave Shay my glasses, thus disabling both of our visions, and attempted to play handball. Which, as you can imagine, was both mindbendingly difficult, but really fun and carefree. It was like being drunk, sorta. When we went inside after about 1 and a half hours outside, Shay and I got on our computers (I brought my laptop), and EJ and Lachlan got on the Wii. So here I am, at 9:30, just sitting with my laptop, music blaring in my ears (the song stuck in my head today is 'Everything I'm Not' by the Veronicas. Yesterday, I forgot to mention, was 'Bohemian Rhapsody' by Queen.), and blogging.
My day isn't finished, but this post is. Because chances are not much is going to happen from now and when I go to sleep. Of course, I could be wrong, but in that case I'll just resort to the tried-and-true method of putting off today what I can do tomorrow, and put it in the next post. (Oh, I won't be on MSN from 10 am to 6:30 pm tomorrow most likely, because of the final.) One thing's for sure: I definitely won't be sleeping in tomorrow. Unfortunately.
Tomorrow will be a busy, busy day,
AB
I woke up at 7:20 (which, really, is sleeping in for me), and I'm still half-waking up when the parents bustle me off to Rebel Sports about 20 minutes away for my brother's footy boots (AFL. I'm sure I've already said this.), as well as to get me some new sneakers (this pair's falling apart. Almost literally.). So we get to the shops, and there's this guy on one of the up escalators walking down. About 50 years old, so not a kid or anything. Just picture it: a 50 year old guy just staying in one spot, walking down the up escalator as if that's perfectly normal. And we have to go up that escalator, so he just stops, turns around, and goes up the escalator. And, he was looking at us strange. He was looking at us strange. Anyway, we get to Rebel, I get my shoes, taking around 10 minutes, while EJ (my brother) is getting his boots. I wander over, he's still getting his boots. Wait around 15 minutes, come back, still getting them. It's a miracle we ever got out of there. We get out, grab a doughnut and a strawberry milkshake, and end up going to Borders. Sweet. I got another Brian Greene book called 'Fabric of the Cosmos.' I can't wait to read it. We got home, and I ended up having to clean my room and do homework. Joy. I can't do it tomorrow, because I have cricket. (Oh, that reminds me: I was thinking of titling today's post 'The Final Countdown' because of the cricket final, but it didn't really sum up today. Bugger. After I got that out of the way, I went on my laptop for a while, going on Scratch, MSN, net-surfing, you know, the usual.
We left our house at around 5, to go to Shay's house. I went on the Wii, playing Wii Tennis against Lachlan and EJ (losing both times), and playing baseball with EJ (drawing.) Next, we had dinner, and then we got into handball. Shay and Lachlan play a bit differently, but then, so does everyone. We played for a while, and at the end, the game just started to fall apart. But, really, we were having more fun, 'cause we didn't care what we doing. It was great. I gave Shay my glasses, thus disabling both of our visions, and attempted to play handball. Which, as you can imagine, was both mindbendingly difficult, but really fun and carefree. It was like being drunk, sorta. When we went inside after about 1 and a half hours outside, Shay and I got on our computers (I brought my laptop), and EJ and Lachlan got on the Wii. So here I am, at 9:30, just sitting with my laptop, music blaring in my ears (the song stuck in my head today is 'Everything I'm Not' by the Veronicas. Yesterday, I forgot to mention, was 'Bohemian Rhapsody' by Queen.), and blogging.
My day isn't finished, but this post is. Because chances are not much is going to happen from now and when I go to sleep. Of course, I could be wrong, but in that case I'll just resort to the tried-and-true method of putting off today what I can do tomorrow, and put it in the next post. (Oh, I won't be on MSN from 10 am to 6:30 pm tomorrow most likely, because of the final.) One thing's for sure: I definitely won't be sleeping in tomorrow. Unfortunately.
Tomorrow will be a busy, busy day,
AB
Monday, March 2, 2009
The Campbelltown-Macarthur Advertiser
OK, OK, the title is very out there. But rest assured it features very prominently in my day (and if you're wondering what that is, it's a newspaper. Here's the site.) Now, moving on.
I was dropped off at school by Jo around 20 past 8, and I went straight to the table, where I exchanged Abridged: Episode 34 quotes with Victor until the bell rang. (If you're thinking that that's really odd, then you probably haven't read my blog, and how prominently Abridged quotes are.) Period 1 was Science, in which we did some work on surface area, in which the results were exactly the opposite what the book said it would be. For the entire class. Needless to say, Mr. Robson (yes, he's back) was very confused. As were we all. Next was Maths, in which we went to the computer labs, and did the work equivalent of bludging (if you're wondering how the hell that works, then I'll tell you: In the computer labs, nothing ever gets done. Or, if it does, it's never anything much.). Recess was listening on Victor's iPod to Metallica.
If you're wondering why I'm doing that, it's pretty simple. Shay is going to teach me guitar (hopefully), but before I do, I have to listen to these songs: 'Stairway to Heaven' by Led Zeppelin, 'The Day that Never Comes' by Metallica (which I listened to today), 'Day Tripper' by the Beatles, 'My Generation' by the Who, 'Paint it Black' by the Rolling Stones, 'Another Brick in the Wall' by Pink Floyd, 'Smells Like Teen Spirit' by Nirvana, as well as unnamed songs by Kiss, AC-DC, and apparently every song by Guns N' Roses. Hopefully I'll be able to make do with some of the hits. Once I find them.
OK, Periods 3 and 4 were interesting, so listen up. Usually, I'd have Ag with Schippers, but it seems the teachers are working on a 'tag-in' system, because now that Robson has returned, Schippers has left, so Period 3 we had Nicholls, who spent the period reading my book. Because it was a double, Period 4 was also Ag, but with McAlpin instead. About halfway through the period, Mr. Norris walks in, and picks 3 random people to get out of class, who happened to be Ebony, Tiana... and me. We went to the office (with McAlpin; I think Norris took the rest of the class), and we saw two journalists (well, one journalist, one photographer) from the Campbelltown-Macarthur Advertiser (see, that's where the title came from) who were doing an article talking to Hurlstone students about this article. So they took us down to the farm for a photo. I was going to be holding a piglet, but it kept squealing, so I ended up with a one day-old calf. That was a bit worried (read: hyperactive and trying to escape), so McAlpin told me that the best way to keep a calf from freaking out is to put your finger in its mouth. Yeah. So I had to do that. After they took about 10 minutes of photos, they put the calf and the piglet (Tiana was holding a different one) back, and I went to disinfect my hand. They then asked us some questions about the farm, and why we came here, and why they should keep the farm, that type of thing. There's apparently going to be an article on Wednesday, so that's gonna be really good. I'll keep you updated. Anyway (wow, that's the first time I've actually used that this post. A record!), that went up until the half-time bell at Lunch. Yeah.
Period 5 was English, again with Nicholls, in which we did some work, and Nicholls told us some anecdotes (which got us out of work), and that type of thing. Next was History. Or so we thought. We were in the annex, our books were out, and Johnson says something about a Geography video. To which the class responded: Today's History. Ah. Johnson basically tries to get out of it, then basically just says: Today's Geography. We do Geography work. OK, fa... don't say it. (If you know what I mean here, you're either me or Victor. In-jokes FTW!). After that, we got home, I did homework, andd surfed the net. MSN, etc (note to self: less acronyms). I also found a Latin Motto Generator after surfing Wikipedia. Somehow.
Well, that sums up today. It was a pretty interesting one. I end with a quote from that Latin Motto Generator I just found. Because I can.
Scientia Sapientes Vocat,
AB
I was dropped off at school by Jo around 20 past 8, and I went straight to the table, where I exchanged Abridged: Episode 34 quotes with Victor until the bell rang. (If you're thinking that that's really odd, then you probably haven't read my blog, and how prominently Abridged quotes are.) Period 1 was Science, in which we did some work on surface area, in which the results were exactly the opposite what the book said it would be. For the entire class. Needless to say, Mr. Robson (yes, he's back) was very confused. As were we all. Next was Maths, in which we went to the computer labs, and did the work equivalent of bludging (if you're wondering how the hell that works, then I'll tell you: In the computer labs, nothing ever gets done. Or, if it does, it's never anything much.). Recess was listening on Victor's iPod to Metallica.
If you're wondering why I'm doing that, it's pretty simple. Shay is going to teach me guitar (hopefully), but before I do, I have to listen to these songs: 'Stairway to Heaven' by Led Zeppelin, 'The Day that Never Comes' by Metallica (which I listened to today), 'Day Tripper' by the Beatles, 'My Generation' by the Who, 'Paint it Black' by the Rolling Stones, 'Another Brick in the Wall' by Pink Floyd, 'Smells Like Teen Spirit' by Nirvana, as well as unnamed songs by Kiss, AC-DC, and apparently every song by Guns N' Roses. Hopefully I'll be able to make do with some of the hits. Once I find them.
OK, Periods 3 and 4 were interesting, so listen up. Usually, I'd have Ag with Schippers, but it seems the teachers are working on a 'tag-in' system, because now that Robson has returned, Schippers has left, so Period 3 we had Nicholls, who spent the period reading my book. Because it was a double, Period 4 was also Ag, but with McAlpin instead. About halfway through the period, Mr. Norris walks in, and picks 3 random people to get out of class, who happened to be Ebony, Tiana... and me. We went to the office (with McAlpin; I think Norris took the rest of the class), and we saw two journalists (well, one journalist, one photographer) from the Campbelltown-Macarthur Advertiser (see, that's where the title came from) who were doing an article talking to Hurlstone students about this article. So they took us down to the farm for a photo. I was going to be holding a piglet, but it kept squealing, so I ended up with a one day-old calf. That was a bit worried (read: hyperactive and trying to escape), so McAlpin told me that the best way to keep a calf from freaking out is to put your finger in its mouth. Yeah. So I had to do that. After they took about 10 minutes of photos, they put the calf and the piglet (Tiana was holding a different one) back, and I went to disinfect my hand. They then asked us some questions about the farm, and why we came here, and why they should keep the farm, that type of thing. There's apparently going to be an article on Wednesday, so that's gonna be really good. I'll keep you updated. Anyway (wow, that's the first time I've actually used that this post. A record!), that went up until the half-time bell at Lunch. Yeah.
Period 5 was English, again with Nicholls, in which we did some work, and Nicholls told us some anecdotes (which got us out of work), and that type of thing. Next was History. Or so we thought. We were in the annex, our books were out, and Johnson says something about a Geography video. To which the class responded: Today's History. Ah. Johnson basically tries to get out of it, then basically just says: Today's Geography. We do Geography work. OK, fa... don't say it. (If you know what I mean here, you're either me or Victor. In-jokes FTW!). After that, we got home, I did homework, andd surfed the net. MSN, etc (note to self: less acronyms). I also found a Latin Motto Generator after surfing Wikipedia. Somehow.
Well, that sums up today. It was a pretty interesting one. I end with a quote from that Latin Motto Generator I just found. Because I can.
Scientia Sapientes Vocat,
AB
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Thus Ends the Weekend
...I couldn't think of a title. So I just came up with that. But, while trawling the net for a decent title, I found this quote by a 19th century poet called Henry Wadsworth Longfellow: 'Sunday is the golden clasp that binds together the volume of the week.' It... sort of makes sense. Anyway, let's get to my day.
I woke up around 7 at my grandparents' house. I read a bit, I went on my laptop, I watched TV. That pretty much recaps everything up until 11 am, when my Mum picked me up. Well, sort of. She was supposed to pick us (me and my brother) up at 10:30. She arrives at 11, and we leave nearing midday. I still haven't had lunch. When we get to our house, my Dad's having a meeting. An AFL meeting. (For some reason, that reminded me of Abridged Shadi. Hmm.) Then, we decide to visit my best friend Shay's dad in the hospital, with the family. To cut a long story short, he was parachuting out of an plane (he's in the army) and the backpack didn't open, and now one of his vertebrae are broken. He's in the army hospital about 10 minutes away, so that's lucky. I still haven't had lunch. We stay and chat for about half an hour, and on another impulse, we (me and my brother) decide to go with them (Shay, Lachlan and Jo). I still haven't had lunch! We go to Red Rooster at about 1:30, to buy everyone lunch, thank God. But, 'you can't eat it in the car.' Excuse me... GAAAAAAAH!!!!! I had lunch at quarter to bloody two, at my friend's house. *sigh*. There, Shay showed me some guitar (hopefully she's going to teach me), showed me exactly how much I know about rock (painfully little), all the kids (me, Shay, each of our brothers) went to walk the dogs, and we finished off by playing on the Wii. Long story short, I suck at Wii Tennis. Need I say more? At this point, I haven't been on my computer for at least, say, 6 hours. My brother and I get to our place at 4:30, just in time to watch the footy (AFL, I can't stand rugby): Carlton vs Hawthorn; I'm a Carlton supporter. Results here, but I'll tell you anyway. We won. We. Won. By 24 points. It was great. Anyway, I have dinner at around 6:30, and do the dishwasher. I finally get on my laptop at 7:30. I go on MSN, and talk to Victor and Mango. Oh, and guess what. I'm gonna need another paragraph for this...
EPISODE 34 IS OUT! Abridged, Episode 34 is out, less than 2 weeks after 33. If you don't know how incredible that is, then Abridged episodes usually come out at least 1 month apart. Incredible. Here's the link, and in case you didn't realise, I'm sort of on a high here. Well, I'm going to go, and enjoy the rest of my day away from school. At least until 8:40, when the bell rings. Oh, and Jo's picking me up tomorrow.
Pinch and a punch,
AB
I woke up around 7 at my grandparents' house. I read a bit, I went on my laptop, I watched TV. That pretty much recaps everything up until 11 am, when my Mum picked me up. Well, sort of. She was supposed to pick us (me and my brother) up at 10:30. She arrives at 11, and we leave nearing midday. I still haven't had lunch. When we get to our house, my Dad's having a meeting. An AFL meeting. (For some reason, that reminded me of Abridged Shadi. Hmm.) Then, we decide to visit my best friend Shay's dad in the hospital, with the family. To cut a long story short, he was parachuting out of an plane (he's in the army) and the backpack didn't open, and now one of his vertebrae are broken. He's in the army hospital about 10 minutes away, so that's lucky. I still haven't had lunch. We stay and chat for about half an hour, and on another impulse, we (me and my brother) decide to go with them (Shay, Lachlan and Jo). I still haven't had lunch! We go to Red Rooster at about 1:30, to buy everyone lunch, thank God. But, 'you can't eat it in the car.' Excuse me... GAAAAAAAH!!!!! I had lunch at quarter to bloody two, at my friend's house. *sigh*. There, Shay showed me some guitar (hopefully she's going to teach me), showed me exactly how much I know about rock (painfully little), all the kids (me, Shay, each of our brothers) went to walk the dogs, and we finished off by playing on the Wii. Long story short, I suck at Wii Tennis. Need I say more? At this point, I haven't been on my computer for at least, say, 6 hours. My brother and I get to our place at 4:30, just in time to watch the footy (AFL, I can't stand rugby): Carlton vs Hawthorn; I'm a Carlton supporter. Results here, but I'll tell you anyway. We won. We. Won. By 24 points. It was great. Anyway, I have dinner at around 6:30, and do the dishwasher. I finally get on my laptop at 7:30. I go on MSN, and talk to Victor and Mango. Oh, and guess what. I'm gonna need another paragraph for this...
EPISODE 34 IS OUT! Abridged, Episode 34 is out, less than 2 weeks after 33. If you don't know how incredible that is, then Abridged episodes usually come out at least 1 month apart. Incredible. Here's the link, and in case you didn't realise, I'm sort of on a high here. Well, I'm going to go, and enjoy the rest of my day away from school. At least until 8:40, when the bell rings. Oh, and Jo's picking me up tomorrow.
Pinch and a punch,
AB
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