re: the monkey problem
let's chronicle the events of last week, just for fun, and categorize them in a negative way.
Monday. Ext english essay comes back. 12 out of 15. 3rd out of 4. Conclusion: I cannot write.
Wednesday. Captain results. Vice-Captain. 2nd out of 2. Conclusion: I cannot lead.
Friday. Talent Quest. Get clapped/laughed/booed offstage. Last place. Conclusion: I cannot act.
by sheer coincidence there go my three greatest dreams of 'what will I do when I grow up'
Exams... exams are stupid on top of everything else. you study something, memorize everything about it, then get a question that gets you to regurgitate 12% of what you've learned and 88% of some other stuff that was not included in the 'things you should study' list. this is in both English and Music Aural. not coincidence this time.
umm some other things. I have decided, in the spirit of Tucker Max, to write little ditties about everyday occurances BUT ALSO change names. the thing is that cos i'm coming up with the names myself they'll hint at either who the person is or what i think about them, which kinda defeats the purpose. oh well. here's my first try. and then i decided not to change names.
A friend of mine (suddenly started hating me, but that's a whole different story) recently had to do a speech in English about a poem. She interpreted that the poem was about a Janus-faced drug fiend who indicated the indulgent lives of the nouveau rich. I of course thought this was utter tripe. The following conversation ensued (heavily edited to make me look good, of course).
Oh and we'll call the girl 'MilkyWay' cos, i don't know why, it doesn't mean anything, maybe that's a plus.
Pierce: What the hell was that drugs stuff about?
Laksmi: Oh come on, I looked on the internet.
Pierce: Right.
Laksmi: And it was either that or she's a high-priced assassin. I mean, how ridiculous is that.
Pierce: Actually, that makes a lot more sense.
Laksmi: Well if she's a high-priced assassin then explain the line 'gunpowder and gelatine!'
Pierce: Gunpowder because she shoots people.
Laksmi: And what about 'gelatine'? Huh?
Pierce: Sounds like plastic explosive.
(I had no idea so I just made something up that sounded appropriate. Strangely enough, she ran with it.)
Laksmi: Plastic explosive?... Why would an assassin want plastic explosive!?
Pierce: To blow people up.
Thus ends my story. I think I will title it 'Pierce lies, wins argument.' Because, you know, that's what happened.
Monday. Ext english essay comes back. 12 out of 15. 3rd out of 4. Conclusion: I cannot write.
Wednesday. Captain results. Vice-Captain. 2nd out of 2. Conclusion: I cannot lead.
Friday. Talent Quest. Get clapped/laughed/booed offstage. Last place. Conclusion: I cannot act.
by sheer coincidence there go my three greatest dreams of 'what will I do when I grow up'
Exams... exams are stupid on top of everything else. you study something, memorize everything about it, then get a question that gets you to regurgitate 12% of what you've learned and 88% of some other stuff that was not included in the 'things you should study' list. this is in both English and Music Aural. not coincidence this time.
umm some other things. I have decided, in the spirit of Tucker Max, to write little ditties about everyday occurances BUT ALSO change names. the thing is that cos i'm coming up with the names myself they'll hint at either who the person is or what i think about them, which kinda defeats the purpose. oh well. here's my first try. and then i decided not to change names.
A friend of mine (suddenly started hating me, but that's a whole different story) recently had to do a speech in English about a poem. She interpreted that the poem was about a Janus-faced drug fiend who indicated the indulgent lives of the nouveau rich. I of course thought this was utter tripe. The following conversation ensued (heavily edited to make me look good, of course).
Oh and we'll call the girl 'MilkyWay' cos, i don't know why, it doesn't mean anything, maybe that's a plus.
Pierce: What the hell was that drugs stuff about?
Laksmi: Oh come on, I looked on the internet.
Pierce: Right.
Laksmi: And it was either that or she's a high-priced assassin. I mean, how ridiculous is that.
Pierce: Actually, that makes a lot more sense.
Laksmi: Well if she's a high-priced assassin then explain the line 'gunpowder and gelatine!'
Pierce: Gunpowder because she shoots people.
Laksmi: And what about 'gelatine'? Huh?
Pierce: Sounds like plastic explosive.
(I had no idea so I just made something up that sounded appropriate. Strangely enough, she ran with it.)
Laksmi: Plastic explosive?... Why would an assassin want plastic explosive!?
Pierce: To blow people up.
Thus ends my story. I think I will title it 'Pierce lies, wins argument.' Because, you know, that's what happened.