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My English exam is now done, and I am completely relieved. I was so stressed out about it last night, after coming back from my study session to realize that I had read about half of what was on the exam sheet. But it turns out it was no big deal. I am confident that I did well, and I'm back in the groove of exam writing.
Oh no! It's illegally distributed music! Ah!
Hey, cool. That almost worked. I mean, it works, it just doesn't play the whole song. I wonder why that is. Huh. Weird.
Anyway, it's a beautiful day here in Kingston. It started off a bit funny, with some wacko fog and then a little bit of rain that made my hair seriously curly, but now it's all evened out and the sun's out and everything's just lovely. Unfortunately for me, I'm absolutely exhausted from studying/excessive tea/sleeping for five hours. And while napping in the sun sounds like a good idea, in practice there's wet grass, frisbee playing, bugs and cigarette stubs that are making that idea distinctly unappealing at the moment. So, no naps outside for me, thank you.
So, I've been looking at this for the past few days, fretting about it, and I've finally decided that I don't care. I don't care that John Stuart Mill had mastered Greek by the time he was seven. I don't care that Carl Witte received a PhD when he was twelve. I don't care that Franz Schubert had written 200 songs by the time he was 18. And I certainly don't care about anything that anybody else did by the time they were my age. I'm working at my own pace, thank you, so please don't rush me. But if you care, go have a peek and see what it is that you might have accomplished by now. It's a sure way to start a depressing day.
Actually, I'm aiming to write a classic novel by next year, just so that I can keep up with Mary Shelley. And you know, uh, cause I've got something insightful to say. Yes, I do.
And now, it's quiz time! I know you all love it when I waste precious space with these things, so I stole a heap of them from Cat, who stole hers from Claire (neither of which I can link to, cause Claire said so.)
Cool! I beat Cat! I rule!
 | You're the 80's Man!
No, you're not a cross-dresser. You're just the odd-shaped 80's lego man! You love the classic legos, and you're not into all these new-fangled expensive kits. Why settle for the new when the old is just as good, and far less expensive! |
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I'm goofy-looking, but at least I come in a bucket.
I actually have underwear that looks exactly like this, colour and all. Is that sharing too much?
 | I'm a Ska fangirl
Yeah yeah...most of the good bands either broke up or sold out, but I still enjoy SKAnkin' up a storm. |
What kind of fangirl are you?
Oh, hell. Now I have to find out what ska is. Jesus, Mary and Joseph!
| You are Rowlf!
You don't draw attention to yourself much, preferring to keep your cool and stay in the background. | |
This is so totally me. Rowlf!
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