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It's 8.34 pm on a saturday evening, and what am I doing?
... Answering questions about Stalin and economy and Gulag and the Russian revolution and bludibleh. (okay, I know I put those stuff down in the wrong order but I don't care. this hw sucks.)
I love how my history teacher always says "oh, but it's no biggy, it's only 40 questions, you can do those!" and then when you read every question they look a little bit like this.
"4. What was Gulag? Which function did the Gulag archipelago serve both economically and politically in Stalin's Sovjet? What were the effects of the Gulag system?"
Now.. I don't know about you, but I'd say that's clearly 3 questions. He just lists them under one so we won't cry when we get the papers.
so euhm. My weeks are getting busy now that I'm back in school. My weekends too. Next weekend I have to film for a multimedia project, and this weekend is full of history and japanese studying and uh. I don't want any hw at all. I want to be lazy and cosy and I want to cuddle up with my popcorn and my fandom and just be.
Please update me a little on what has happened. ;_; ♥
And please send me some hot pictures of Chansung. HAHA. Because he is so pretty, oh god. and men's health, oh boy. boy boy.
I can't say much more about fandom or anything. I have no idea what has happened. XD
I really want to watch drama, and shaolin soccer, but if I do that now I'll feel so bad about not doing hw. So, instead I'll go organize all my picture folders while answering a question every now and then. Sounds oh-so-awesome.
I have plenty of good stories to tell, but they will take me a while, so I will tell you some other time.
Before I go I just have to tell you how much I hate all those family shows they air in swedish television. I have to listen to celebrity choirs (+ my dad singing along) yelling out opera at like top volume atm. Can't concentrate on even thinking. Yesterday dad watched some swedish music show where they basically guess songs for 1 hour, and dad was singing loudly, his girlfriend was singing loudly, and I think there were even tears involved. I felt like crying too, because it was horror to my ears.
Then when the show ends dad says "this show should totally be longer, 2 hours would be nice!"
If he only knew how happy I am that it isn't.
It's 8.34 pm on a saturday evening, and what am I doing?
... Answering questions about Stalin and economy and Gulag and the Russian revolution and bludibleh. (okay, I know I put those stuff down in the wrong order but I don't care. this hw sucks.)
I love how my history teacher always says "oh, but it's no biggy, it's only 40 questions, you can do those!" and then when you read every question they look a little bit like this.
"4. What was Gulag? Which function did the Gulag archipelago serve both economically and politically in Stalin's Sovjet? What were the effects of the Gulag system?"
Now.. I don't know about you, but I'd say that's clearly 3 questions. He just lists them under one so we won't cry when we get the papers.
so euhm. My weeks are getting busy now that I'm back in school. My weekends too. Next weekend I have to film for a multimedia project, and this weekend is full of history and japanese studying and uh. I don't want any hw at all. I want to be lazy and cosy and I want to cuddle up with my popcorn and my fandom and just be.
Please update me a little on what has happened. ;_; ♥
And please send me some hot pictures of Chansung. HAHA. Because he is so pretty, oh god. and men's health, oh boy. boy boy.
I can't say much more about fandom or anything. I have no idea what has happened. XD
I really want to watch drama, and shaolin soccer, but if I do that now I'll feel so bad about not doing hw. So, instead I'll go organize all my picture folders while answering a question every now and then. Sounds oh-so-awesome.
I have plenty of good stories to tell, but they will take me a while, so I will tell you some other time.
Before I go I just have to tell you how much I hate all those family shows they air in swedish television. I have to listen to celebrity choirs (+ my dad singing along) yelling out opera at like top volume atm. Can't concentrate on even thinking. Yesterday dad watched some swedish music show where they basically guess songs for 1 hour, and dad was singing loudly, his girlfriend was singing loudly, and I think there were even tears involved. I felt like crying too, because it was horror to my ears.
Then when the show ends dad says "this show should totally be longer, 2 hours would be nice!"
If he only knew how happy I am that it isn't.