Insert Imaginative Title

LOL discussing options for going to hk

cz since im only gna be in shanghai for about.... 5 days like i dont realy have that much time...

so dad was like idk if you can go to hk

iwa s like

NOOO

hes like 'all the shops you want to go to in hk will be in shanghai. thats all u want to do anyway'

i was like... NOOOOOOOO HK!! HK HAS OTHER SHT TOO!!! i think.. hahaa

then later i was talking to mum and she said maybs we can go but idk need to work somethin out...

and one of the options is me going myself (just for about a day, like stay the night or whatever with mums contacts)

and i was like 'arent you scared im gna like idk get lost or die or run off with some hk hottie?'

'no. i have faith in you. what you do when someone comes up to you and want to rape you or whatever you just say 'hey no look. i have aids. look at my skin' and then say 'if youre going to do it youre goignto have to buy a condom. its so you wont die you know.' and then you run.'

i was like LOL

and then shes like

'and also. in hk. noone will look at you. because there are too many beautiful women there. you will be too ugly for anyone to look at. same as in shanghai. if you want to be beautiful, go to shenzhen.'

i was like.

aw. thanks mum...

now you know what to do in case of an emergency.

advocate safe sex.

siiiiiiigh... so i am goin to snr ball.

i need dress and shoes and accessories and moneys for ticket and hair/makeup...

apparently we wont get internet until like the middle of nxt week... fml.

im at granparents... omggggg sigh

i should be doing work.

..

*advocates safe sex*

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The Dream Of A Ridiculous Man

Est reading this short story by Fyodor Dostoevsky and not finished but this quote made me smile at its familiarity...cough eco in s1 today cough... I haven't read a book since last year 0.0

Je suis triste... pourquoi?... je ne sais pas... mais je suis assez triste...

Rain had been falling all day, and it had been a cold, gloomy, almost menacing rain, with, I remember an unmistakable spite against mankind.

Quote from The Mentalist

Jane encounters a self-proclaimed psychic on a case - the aloof, I am above it all spiritually type.

'Don't you ever get tired of your own cynicism Mr Jane?'

'Weary as hell... What's the alternative?'

Cynicism. Such a pretty word.

Slightly Inappropriate Random Thought Of The Day

Today in TOK Mrs Shorter sat in (because she's the only other person apart from Mr B that has a philosophy degree)

My Slight Inappropriate Random Thought of the Day was:

Wow. I totally want to steal Mr B's sweater. Wonder if I can use my mind and telekinesis to rip it off him and put it on me.

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Bored Out Of My Pants

Isn't that way catchier than Bored Out Of My Mind?
I think so.
In eco and est Bored Out Of My Pants.
OMG
just noticed that it says BOOMP.
0.0
love it..
say it with me.
BOOMP.
Yes.
I am officially boomp...
OMG
oh my goooddddd...
fell in love with shorty when i seen her on the dance floor
lalalalaaaaaaaaaah...
loving her style.
check check check check, check checking you out
like OHH...
it was funny at dance yesterday.
We're doing a set to omg - usher and it just happens to finish (or so far anyway) around OHH...
There was this epic moment where nearly everyone in the class (xcl. me cz i really cant sing... actualy i should have. woulda added to the effect.) went 'OHH'
It was epic because everyonew as so off that it sounded like a pack of wolves and im not even joking...
I had flashes of images in my brain of Call of the Wild and White Fang...
Jack London really likes his wolves...
I always get those two books mixed up...
i never know which is which.
its like theyre the same thing aez....
jesus im boomp.
hehe

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With The Times?

People are always amused by my mother.

She has a sort of je ne sais quoi about her which makes most everyone want to talk to her.

(with the exception of Steph who is scared of her. just cz her mother is like little red riding hood's grandmother. You should call your kid Little Red Riding Hood. .... Marry a guy called Mr Hood. (not the gangster type. they 'don't look very nice' as Mrs Mave would say.) And you can call your child Little Hood. Middle names Red Riding. Powerful sht right there.)

Apparently my personality is much like hers yet not...

Whenever I hear descriptions of myself I am reminded of my mother but she is always saying that I am nothing like her... 'Why do you have to be like that. Why can't you be smart like me. You stupid like your daddy. You blind like your daddy. You have bad skin like your daddy. But you're not tall and skinny like your daddy. What is wrong with you? Why don't you pick good things from your daddy? If I were you I would be tall and skinny like your daddy but have good eyes and good skin like me.'

She is hypocritical like me =]]

Mais what was I saying...

Right.

Anecdote.

Amusing Anecdote.

My mum is quite 'with the times'... She doesn't really dress her age... though I'm never quite sure what her age is. She has been 86 for nearly 10 years...

She sings along with The Edge occasionally...

And she is totally modern.

Par exemple?

She was telling me about going to the curtain shop a couple days ago...

Why are gay people so clean?

...fellatio makes your skin glow like a metaphorically pregnant lady?

I went to the curtain shop... and the boy that was helping me was gay.

"How do you know he was gay?"

Because he was so clean! And the way he taaalk, the way he wear his clothes... oooh so pretty. He was wearing this purple shirt and a modernnn tie. He was SO CLEAN.

"...How do you know he was clean?"

Oh you know, you can just tell... He is clean. And he is gay. I like him. He so helpful you know. Not like normal boys who always chasing after girls *insert chicken dance snatchy hands* But this boy was so interested in the curtains. He wanted to help aaall the old ladies to choose the curtains, and the pretty curtains... you know? I think I'll go back there. You should come and take a look.

"I don't mind really what curtains are in the washing room as long as they're not THAT ugly."

No not the curtains. The gay boy. Why you want to look at curtains? You need to study!

...

My mum went back. Because she liked the gay guy. Cz he was clean and nice...

She has always said to us that it's okay if we're gay. As long as we're happy.

And rich.

So I should be doing eco homework right now.... I've done half.... but it's long and time-consuming and pointless...

Mr Rackham has been trying all these 'new' approaches to teaching.

The other day he wanted us to write a 'newspaper article' regarding the cotton subsidies (eco thing) and the instructions he gave us incorporated de bono's thinking hats.

Step 1 was to think up an emotive and engaging title.

My title (and i actually sent it in like this) was:

Insert Witty Pun Here

A+?

I think so.

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