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WHO GOES: YOU DECIDE!
So the basic idea is to comment on which pic should replace the current odd one of me on the kr3w blog...
here are your candidates...
(now pause until Will gets into school to upload the piccies...)
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I'd like to thank my bed, for being such a familiar friend this past year, and my slightly sinister reputation, for sticking with me through thick and thin...
So, in other news related to the Leavers Book, I won two golds! How pro! I am officially the laziest person in the year, as well as the most likely to become a terrorist! W00t w00t!
Also in the leavers book, just the one picture with me in - other than in the elwyns section, obvs - which is quite pro! So I am doubly impressed! Not only prizes, but also a picture of me not looking bald!
Considering people other than me, I thought the piccy of Prillo and Jimmy that's in one of the montages was pretty pro as well... Also me being an oddball in camo paint in the funny photo still amuses me, because of Podgy hiding behind Helen and it therefore looking like I'm attacking Helen instead...
Now then, tis time for lunch when Pril finally arrives... I should have been revising for the Physics Synoptic paper, but pfft... did enough revision for my retakes and other A2 papers, so I've covered the whole syllabus already!
Pril-m8 is finally here, so I'll be off! Ciao!
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So long, farewell, aufwiedersehen, goodbye...
(The Sound of Music is pro, and you know it :p)
So anywayz, am in the library... Podge was here, til she decided to do something better with her time, and got me to write in her leavers book... Tis strange how I hadn't really grasped the whole "it's ending" thing til now... for someone whose ability to forget impending deadlines is legendary, that's hardly suprising!
I think also, having missed half the year, it doesn't feel like I have enough memories... I can seriously remember more of my first year in the prep school that of being in school this year... The good old days of my first meeting with the great Mr Spooner, throwing clay at the ceiling in Art (still doing that in year 9 :D), playing conkers on the "the downs"... my first "scrap" with paddy... Those were the days, indeed.
And what do I remember of this year? Hmmm...
- Some pro marching by Prillo at house shout...
- Jim and myself creating what looked like a burning sextoy in Baker's lab, one Sunday doing overtime Chemistry coursework...
- The same day, Jim making fingerless rubber gloves to look like a Chemistry Bum...
- Bumming around New Zealand, obviously, but that wasn't really school-related!
- My birthday, without the biology n00bs; Rob's 1337 bowling technique... Playing twister, and Paddy wedgying me so hard my boxers ripped... People (including me) using my dog as a pillow...
- Sitting in Maths lessons with Sheridan, and Jimmy trying to evacuate his bowels by coughing (or so it seemed!)...
- Falling asleep in Eggers lessons, droping my head onto my shoulder then jerking upright again... and Prillo and Jimmy having to stay behind for laughing so much they "disrupted the lesson"...
- Playing hockey at some school on my knees, because sliding on the mud was the pro defending tactic :D
- G.R. refusing to let me on the pitch the next match if I wore my humoungous shorts again...
- Severely embarassing Will T at a social by (slightly "merrily") picking him up and carrying him over to his chosen target, who he'd been too scared to approach... while he kicked and wailed on my shoulder... LOL
- Laughing at Will T about SAMMY MEGAHEY...
- Stealing Eglin's chair at the CCF dinner when he went for a slash, and putting it and his plate, mat, glass, knife, fork etc behind a curtain, then shuffling up to fill the gap...
- Being P0WNED over my chemistry coursework... soz Prillo! :$
- Going to the cinema with Paddy, Dan (as in the SMALLER ginger Dan...) and others who I can't remember... Trying to nick some of Dan's popcorn and him pulling it away so hard he spilt loads all over the people in the row in front of us...
- Turning up, for the first and only time, to a fitness circuit training session, and splitting my tracksuit trousers doing squat-thrusts...
- Having a coke while playing Cossakcs online with Jim, and him getting mad when I paused the game every time I felt like a sip...
- Squirting ketchup in Vince's hair in tea, and him p0wning me with a cup of milk...
- "Revising" in the library before my exams...
- House barbeque; Gwyther calls together the UVI when we're in his house afterwards, to tell us the whisky's for parents and guests only... and Vince already has a full glass of it... :D
- "Incest, incest, it's the best, put your sister to the test"... Especially the chorus of it in the LRH when Vicky grabbed me like a Koala and Eucalyptus tree...
ANYTHING ELSE?! I need more memories! And I need them all written down so I can't forget!
:@
I am most offended :p
As can be seen here someone took a fancy to a duck with a habit of falling asleep, and didnt name it after me! HOW WUDE!
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"The Music played an eight-note riff on his soul"
Terry Pratchett 120><0125...
HELLO, Y'ALL...
I think tis finally time for me to blog again...
I would mainly blame this on not being in school, with too much time sitting around being bored at my lappie, while on the network... The only reason I'm blogging now is cos I attempted to log on to the Cossacks Championship thing, but it screwed up... On the plus side it was frozen cos of the imminent release of Cossacks II, about which I am of course immensely excited... :p though seriously, it should r0x0r... instead of buying "upgrades" for the ickle guys, their fighting ability is affected by their moral, which is based on a whole load of stuff including food, pay, how the overall battle is flowing, how highly they think of their general (the player), etc etc...
So anyway, I shall probably carry on talking shite on here fairly regularly now... due to a lack of much else to do!
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(From Big Brother)
Emma: Ah'm gonna get 'em for callin' me thick.
Michelle: Yeah, they'll get their come-uppance, chicken. (CHICKEN?! wtf?!)
Emma: What's come-uppance?
Oh. Dear. MORON.
