Thursday, January 26, 2006
Thoughts for the future
ARGH I have a weird song in my head which I heard on the radio, I don't know what it's called or the lyrics or the artist but it's THERE! Even worse, it's a PLASTIC song ARGH ARGH AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH
Well, with that out the way, I will continue. Really I should be doing my homework or something. I've done a bit of art and a bit of IT...both in for tomorrow and neither complete. I also have a Business Studies test, so life is just WONDERFUL for me at the moment. But knowing me, I choose not to do either. I think I'll do a Vampeep comic for the skool mag in a minute, but the deadline was 2 weeks ago. My back-up plan is to shove 'em on the interesting net if they are rejected. Anyway, while doing my rubbish art work, I've considered more deeply in quitting it. Y'know, the teacher has to ask at the beginning of the lesson for my book, so she can go over it and see how crap I'm getting on. And guess what, I'm the only person she does it to! It'll take more than butt-kissing to get in her good books. People complained because they got Bs, but I on the other hand... anyway, I think I shall ask to quit if she gives me another bollocking. My guess...3 minutes into tomorrow's lesson. Just like last time.
Next week is also nicely lined up for me. On Tuesday I have a maths test. I just remember one formula:
-b +/- square-root b squared - (4xaxc)
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2a
That's for solving quadratic equations, or something. Only thing I remember. The rest is a blank. Then after this test, on Wednesday I have a major injection (polio, tetanus, and...something). Those who know me well know I have a MAJOR phobia of needles, but take my blood any day. I'm fine with blood tests! I don't know why... Well, last year, we had a BCG jab. I nearly knocked the needle out of the nurse's hand. I refused, and screamed at her. Then I got up and left without getting the jab. (I had to go back later, but I still refused again and the b1tch shoved the blessed thing in my arm and it was too late.) Even thinking about the needles makes my arm feel numb on the outside, but painful inside. Even now. My arm hurts so bad... I hate ze needles. My mom says I can have some Invader Zim toys if I get it done, and I'm pleading her that she gets me some numbing cream, 'coz she's a pharmacist. But she refuses, because it has to be on prescription. Foiled again.
So I have a very nice week lined up for me. How fun!!
