OK, I've had enough of thinking of an opening paragraph. It's taken me 15 minutes to write. So I'm just going to get into my post.
Before school, I did not go on my laptop (It's a sign of the apocalypse!), because I was finishing my New Scientist magazine (I got a subscription for my birthday). Skip to school, and I find out it's Shafi's birthday tomorrow. I'll have to make a note of that. Period 1 was Maths, in which we had Faulds. That was pretty dull and bludgy. Next was Drama, in which 12 people were here out of something like 28. Cam and I basically spent that period writing song names. Oh, and Cam informed me that it's 03/03/09 (3 squared = 9). Some of the best were: 'Truth in Lies' (by me), 'When Sunset Calls' (by me), and 'Cut me Deep' (by Cam, and no, it's not an emo reference.) I reckon the worst was 'Finger on the Road' (not by me). Apparently it's meant to be a literal thing, sort of. I rejected it because a) it was awful; and b) The 'M' factor. If it seems like it was written by someone whose name starts with M (someone in particular. You know the one.), then I want no part on it. Recess was spent chatting about nothing, as is it all. Period 3 was Commerce, which involved such labour as sticking in sheets and writing down 2 sentences in my book. Next was Science, and we did an experiment with fire ,lit a candle, placed a gas jar over it, and then proceeded to light some ethanol. Which, as you can imagine, just burnt like hell (that joke was unintentional, but it works). We put a match in it, and it quickly turned red-hot, bent as if in its death throes, and shrivelled into a black shadow (check out that imagery!).
If I may be permitted to make a brief aside, I hate Overtype. You know, that thing where you try to got back and change something, and when it types, it types over letters you already wrote. I hate that. And for some reason this blog seems to love it. So it randomly turns on all the time. Grr.
Next, we had Lunch, in which we reminisced about the times of Years 7 and 8, and remarked on the idiocy of Kearney's constitution. I'll give 3 examples. 1. It says 'we agree to unite.' We never did that, it was forced upon us. 2. He must have copied and pasted, because we apparently can't do work that's not related to Legal Studies. Well, that rules out Commerce work. 3. The stupidest of all, in my opinion, the numbering system goes 1-2-1-3-4. Genius, really. Period 5 was English, in which we did basically no work (we got our stories back. I got an A, by the way). Period 6 was History (and this time it really was History), which was watching a video and taking notes. So, yeah, another excuse to do nothing
So, overall, a pretty bludgy day. Work done was minimal, and I spent the intervening time mostly reading (and being told off for doing so by two separate teachers: Faulds, and Hancock.) I wrap up my day with another Latin quote: because I can't think of anything else. The link to the translation is here.
Scientia non habet inimicum nisp ignorantem,
AB
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
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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