Nooooooo (etc)!
In approximately 1½ hours from now, at 00:00, 24th April 2006, the day of my return to school will start, and, somewhere in my head, a little tiny brain-man will fall to his knees and scream “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO”.
This is the second time I’ve tried writing this entry. The first time, it turned into a page full of paragraphs that were two lines long and said the same thing in different ways, and that decreased exponentially in comedy value. At the moment, I’m doing quite well because I have one three-line paragraph MICROSOFT and one as-yet-unknown-but-more-than-two-line paragraph who’s comedic value I’m going to let you be the judge of, because if I say anything about it it’ll make everything else sound like I have my head stuck up my arse. Oh, and if that first paragraph isn’t three lines long, then please, blame Word for not being the same width as Blogger. If it is, blame Word anyway because nobody likes Microsoft.
I was about to say that I didn’t do anything yesterday, but I’ve just remembered that I wrote the exact same thing in my diary and then went onto contradict myself completely.
My mum finally managed to get me to go to Buxton to get some sunglasses for our holiday in July. Whenever I go to get new glasses I’m always wary of the people who sit in front of you and fit them to your head – I think I’ve probably been mentally scarred by one such person who deemed it necessary to get out of her chair, walk round the table to me, sit directly in front and then breath out a load of pickled-onion smelling fumes directly into my face.
Onto more exciting occurrences, and a trip to WHSmiths provided us with the evenings audiovisual entertainment, in the form of 28 Days Later and Dog Soldiers on DVD, for £2.99 each. Bargain, especially when you take into consideration the fact that the former contains a scene where the main character inserts both his thumbs into the eye sockets of a screaming man, and the latter shows a dog trying to eat an army sergeant’s intestine while he’s still alive. Definitely family-orientated entertainment, then.
During the watching of these films, I ate far too many of ‘Tesco’s own’ Doritos, (which go great with Tzatziki or yoghurt, if you didn’t already know), though my excuse was that I could still taste garlic bread from the night before. Following this, Collateral Damage, featuring everyone’s favourite Arnold, was on C4, so we watched that as well. It was, as most Arnie films are, a nice big piece of government-worship, but SUCK apart from that it was pretty good.
I also got a new colour ink cartridge from Tesco, in the hope of printing some of my graphics coursework. It was only once I got home that I realised the only white paper I had was about as thick as Steven Hawking.
Before you dismiss my Easter holiday as a BUM complete waste of time, you should know that I did, infact, dabble around on BBC Bitesize for a while today. So there.
When I started writing, I had one and a half hours left of my last day of freedom. Now I have 40 minutes, so I’m gonna bugger off.
Goodbye; I might be some time.
(Oh, and please, check out the post below this)
(Oh, oh, if you got the subliminal message, good for you)
This is the second time I’ve tried writing this entry. The first time, it turned into a page full of paragraphs that were two lines long and said the same thing in different ways, and that decreased exponentially in comedy value. At the moment, I’m doing quite well because I have one three-line paragraph MICROSOFT and one as-yet-unknown-but-more-than-two-line paragraph who’s comedic value I’m going to let you be the judge of, because if I say anything about it it’ll make everything else sound like I have my head stuck up my arse. Oh, and if that first paragraph isn’t three lines long, then please, blame Word for not being the same width as Blogger. If it is, blame Word anyway because nobody likes Microsoft.
I was about to say that I didn’t do anything yesterday, but I’ve just remembered that I wrote the exact same thing in my diary and then went onto contradict myself completely.
My mum finally managed to get me to go to Buxton to get some sunglasses for our holiday in July. Whenever I go to get new glasses I’m always wary of the people who sit in front of you and fit them to your head – I think I’ve probably been mentally scarred by one such person who deemed it necessary to get out of her chair, walk round the table to me, sit directly in front and then breath out a load of pickled-onion smelling fumes directly into my face.
Onto more exciting occurrences, and a trip to WHSmiths provided us with the evenings audiovisual entertainment, in the form of 28 Days Later and Dog Soldiers on DVD, for £2.99 each. Bargain, especially when you take into consideration the fact that the former contains a scene where the main character inserts both his thumbs into the eye sockets of a screaming man, and the latter shows a dog trying to eat an army sergeant’s intestine while he’s still alive. Definitely family-orientated entertainment, then.
During the watching of these films, I ate far too many of ‘Tesco’s own’ Doritos, (which go great with Tzatziki or yoghurt, if you didn’t already know), though my excuse was that I could still taste garlic bread from the night before. Following this, Collateral Damage, featuring everyone’s favourite Arnold, was on C4, so we watched that as well. It was, as most Arnie films are, a nice big piece of government-worship, but SUCK apart from that it was pretty good.
I also got a new colour ink cartridge from Tesco, in the hope of printing some of my graphics coursework. It was only once I got home that I realised the only white paper I had was about as thick as Steven Hawking.
Before you dismiss my Easter holiday as a BUM complete waste of time, you should know that I did, infact, dabble around on BBC Bitesize for a while today. So there.
When I started writing, I had one and a half hours left of my last day of freedom. Now I have 40 minutes, so I’m gonna bugger off.
Goodbye; I might be some time.
(Oh, and please, check out the post below this)
(Oh, oh, if you got the subliminal message, good for you)
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