Pig Fever!
H1N1 symptoms:
- Cough and fever? Check on the cough!
- Fatigue? Check!
- Muscle aches? Check!
- Sore throat? Double check!
- Headache? Check!
- Decreased appetite? Check!
- Runny nose? Check!
- Nausea? Check!
- Vomitting? Nearly
- Diarrhea? Er, no.
Oh flu, you're no fun! Swine version or not, I feel yucky!
So, do I take an extended weekend and not write my Psychology and Sociology quizes and not hand in my personal narrative in Writer's Craft, or do I go to school and cause an epidemic with my germs?
Yeah, and its gonna be TOTALLY AWESOME!
My blog...? What are you talk-- Oh! Thats right! My blog! Uh, no, I didn't forget. What makes you say that?
So! Its my last year of high school! I passed my exams and sat through them fully clothed (contraire to several horrible dreams), thank you very much! I ended up with an 84% average and a recommendation to never ever take chemistry again. School starts on the 8th and I'm taking English, English Literature, Creative writing, European History, Biology, Sociology, Psychology, and Philosophy. I regret taking Biology, but I've changed my courses so many times and nothing else will fit in that spot.
Funny (vaguely pathetic) story about my time table. I was called into the guidance office in June (and after one of the guidance councillors tried to tell me I wasnt supposed to be there and make me go back to c/ass) my guidance councillor takes me into his office and says (a bit too seriously, I thought) that two of my c/asses are only taught once each year and during the same time, so unless I can be in two places at once... (here he opens a desk drawer and rummages around for something). All I could think was "Yes! I'm getting a Time-Turner!" Sadly, he was not giving me a Time-Turner, and was instead telling me I couldn't take Politics.
I've been obsessing over my future again, this time its University. I really want to go to school in the UK. One of my first choices is Royal Holloway. It has some of the c/asses I want to take, and, oh, DID I MENTION ITS A CASTLE? NO? WELL IT IS:
Ooh! Has anyone seen A Very Potter Musical yet? It is undoubtably the very best use of the internet ever. Even if you don't watch the whole thing skip to act 1 part 11 and watch Ron and Draco's Granger Danger duet and then act 1 part 13 and watch Voldemort tap dance.
Oh God!
THERE IS A BAT IN THE HOUSE AND I AM HOME ALONE.
Kanye West, ever the role model
Alternatively titled "If I ruled the earth, Kanye would be among the first to go."
I was going to write to you about how I'm learning to drive, and Top Gear and my gereral annoyance at pretty much everything I've come in contact with in the last 6 months (other than getting to drive a car and top gear. Not other than the end of A Handful of Dust by Evelyn Waugh), but I saw this comment first and it read like a frying pan to the back of the head.
"Sometimes people write novels and they just be so wordy and so self-absorbed. I am not a fan of books. I would never want a book's autograph."
And
"I am a proud non-reader of books."
If it's any consolation, I'm pretty sure there arn't any books that want kanye's autograph either.
Why on earth would you have said yes to this?
My father has befriended a homeless man downtown and today the man gave my father a message that I have been told to send to BILL GATES. Offering to sell him 30 lines of code for half a million dollars. Thoughts on the subject:
1. Where do either of these people expect me to get BILL GATES'S e-mail?
2. What if these arn't the ramblings of a crazed vagrant and actually something REALLY IMPORTANT?
3. Why on earth did my father say he would do this?
4. No, why on earth did my father say I would do this?
5. What in the hell am I suposed to do?


