Sometimes bored and sometimes lonely
Pimple faced and rather homely
He wasn't much for socializin'
The TV kept a mesmerizin'
In one ear and out the other
Picked up a trick from his older brother
Got him a can of sniffin' sauce
Pinned his mind up on a cross
CHANGES
Doncha just LOVE these colours? Reminds me of way back when when computers ran on dos and the blue screen appeared regularly as....er...a very regular thingy.
Anyways, back to school related(in a way) stuff...
Started classics on Monday with Rob(aka: Cillian Murphy). Its a interesting class but theres two issues I have with it..
1) Nobody should pronounce "satraps" as "sanhats". . . not that its the teachers fault, its just he speaks in a sorta English-suedo Austrailian accent
2) His writing is goddamn illegible, I seriously cant even read 20% of what he writes on the board - when I asked him what one word meant he said he couldnt figure it out himself, heh - but it turns out "laughter" had somehow become intangled with Alexander giving us "laugxander"
Then we had orienteering today(Tuesday for those keeping score). Well I say "had" our fucking dumbass retarded teacher forgot to book us up(even though he had told us about it THE PREVIOUS DAY)so I was left in town with no uniform, no books and no house key to let myself in home to get them.....well I must say the E5 for 4 hours deal in the web saved me from bordom....we even met another guy from our year, the kind who thinks hes too cool for school......sham..;)
Anyway, mother was quite understanding and inscribed a most wonderful note to inform of my absence from the educational establishment.
He wasn't much for socializin'
The TV kept a mesmerizin'
In one ear and out the other
Picked up a trick from his older brother
Got him a can of sniffin' sauce
Pinned his mind up on a cross
CHANGES
Doncha just LOVE these colours? Reminds me of way back when when computers ran on dos and the blue screen appeared regularly as....er...a very regular thingy.
Anyways, back to school related(in a way) stuff...
Started classics on Monday with Rob(aka: Cillian Murphy). Its a interesting class but theres two issues I have with it..
1) Nobody should pronounce "satraps" as "sanhats". . . not that its the teachers fault, its just he speaks in a sorta English-suedo Austrailian accent
2) His writing is goddamn illegible, I seriously cant even read 20% of what he writes on the board - when I asked him what one word meant he said he couldnt figure it out himself, heh - but it turns out "laughter" had somehow become intangled with Alexander giving us "laugxander"
Then we had orienteering today(Tuesday for those keeping score). Well I say "had" our fucking dumbass retarded teacher forgot to book us up(even though he had told us about it THE PREVIOUS DAY)so I was left in town with no uniform, no books and no house key to let myself in home to get them.....well I must say the E5 for 4 hours deal in the web saved me from bordom....we even met another guy from our year, the kind who thinks hes too cool for school......sham..;)
Anyway, mother was quite understanding and inscribed a most wonderful note to inform of my absence from the educational establishment.