ZM- Here’s WinMX download. You can get a lot of music from there. Just type in the name of the song, and choose which one from the many, and you’re done.

http://www.freedownloadscenter.com/Network_and_Internet/Misc__Networking_Tools/WinMX_Music.html

Thursday, 7 June 2007 ♣

Life of Randomnity- Four.

“All the other children in my school are stupid. Except I’m not meant to call them stupid, even though this is what they are. I’m meant to say that they have learning difficulties or that they have special needs. But this is stupid because learning to speak French or understanding relativity is difficult, and also everyone has special needs,… or Siobhan who has glasses so thick that they give you a headache if you borrow them, and none of these people are Special Needs, even if they have special needs.” -The curious Incident of the dog in the night-time` By Mark Haddon
Let us replace children with girls and stupid with sluts. It reads
‘All the other girls in my school are sluts. Except I’m not meant to call them sluts, even though this is what they are. I’m meant to say that they have other interests. But this is stupid because we all have other interests, like Alex who does sailing, and Milly who does Athletics, and none of these people are sluts, even if they have other interests.'

I’ve been researching the IP block thing, and I found out that it isn’t easy to IP Block on Blogspot, or I would have to re-label it as an SIS file. .____。Besides, I have about 6 possibilities to test ;D

Wednesday

Chemistry-
It was sort of boring, because all we did was revision. Mrs Woods was quite nice, though. She arranged the worksheets, and put ‘Acid and Alkalis’ on a table, and Chromatography on the other, and told us to work on the stations. I got a perfect score on each of them :D <3>
I’m skipping Maths. Maths was boring ;D Totally.
Mrs Martins:
a] is dumb
b] is unpunctual for lessons which is GREAT <3>
English-
We had to do this mini-composition on an animal you react strongly to. I got 19/20 for mine, by the way <3>
History-

We had to make up our own questions, and swap with another group of people. We got, like. 15/22 :D How great are we?

Swimming- [S K I P P E D]

Double Music-
Bleh. We have to make up our own piece for our music composition examination, and as usual, I have no ideas >.<;; And I had this little green squishy thing that Amelia gave to me, and Flo was UNFORTUNATELY sitting next to me T__T And she kept pestering me about that green thing. And everyone was like watching. And Flo was like ‘I think you’re a stupid Chinese freak.’ Like. EXCUSE ME?! I replied: ‘You’re just a retarded moron that should throw yourself off a cheese grater and slit your wrists and become an effing emo.’ And she was like ‘Take that back.’ I knew what she was talking about, but I had to act that I was a stupid Chinese freak, no? :D ‘Take what back, dearest Florence?’ ‘Take that word back.’ ‘Ohhkay~ You’re just a moron that should throw yourself off a cheese grater and slit your wrists and become an effing emo. Does that make you any more happier?’ And she was like. What the hell? And moved away from me and kept looking at the wall ._. And the rest was like. LMFAO. FLO JUST GOT PWNT.

It was that Carnegie Book Medal group again. I was halfway up the drive when I realised. ‘OH MY GOD. CARNEGIE DOG THING.’ I keep thinking Carnegie has something to do with dogs :D I’m not exactly sure why. It was sort of boring, and I’m NOT going next week. Exams.

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10:50 am

Monday, 4 June 2007 ♣

Life of Randomnity- Three.

Hey again guys :D
It’s time to get back to school. Bah. I hate Mondays. It usually takes me until Friday to get used to the routine. Then it’s the weekends. RAVES :D And THEN I have to get back to Monday

I have something to admit to you guys .

I .

Love .

Garfield .

Yeah, I’m such a loser <3>

SORRY D:






Oh yeah, so it’s back to school. I’ll go scan my schedule for you <3>:l


Today, *Utter joy and ecstasy* we did a more… interesting project. Let me put it straight for you:

Your mission:

You are the ‘Milk Tray’ man. You have been parachuted from a plane 10,000 feet over the Severn Valley, near Malvern and Worcester. Unfortunately, you dropped your chocolates and they have scattered over the area shown on the Ordnance Survey Map!!!

Your lady love is expecting you any minute now.
Use the map and directions before taking them to your lady.

The first thing I spluttered was: ‘MY GOD. APPARENTLY, WE’VE BECOME A MILKMAN, AND WE’RE LESBIANS. GREAT .’

Then everyone started giggling, and Miss Burtenshaw started going all strict ._.;;
Abi and I were making faces at each other, and were swapping sarcasm.

‘You know, this is going to be a GREAT lesson, Trin.’

‘Yeah, Abi. I never knew that only ONE Cadbury shop existed in the entire England.’

‘Yep, Trin. Like why can’t he just pop down to the nearest sweet shop and get the chocolates, instead of running around the entire country?’

‘Today is the day I gain enlightenment. My sense of direction has been destroyed and recreated. Now let me get out of this madhouse and navigate my way home using a hang glider, a bomb and a couple of ‘planes.’

‘This is probably going to the best day of my entire life.’

Then Miss Burtenshaw explained that a long time ago, there was this WEIRD advert on TV for Cadbury Milk Tray CHOCOLATES. There’s this guy wearing all black [I interrupted with a cry of ‘EMO!] and like James Bond. His girl loves chocolates, and he delivers Milk Tray chocolates to her with a little note. Apparently, that advert played every 20 minutes. The girl’s teeth should have rotted by now.

Miss Burtenshaw-

-Has NO trace of fashion sense whatsoever.
- LOVES Purple
-LOVES Pink
-Drives a yellow mini
-Boring
-Tries to be funny
-Retard
-
Next lesson-

DRAMA *__*

With Mrs Bower-Morris.

Today, there wasn’t any acting at ALL .

We just had to watch, not that it wasn’t both fun and enjoyable and boring as all hell, and I half fell asleep on Milly. First we had to watch two people perform for Trinity Guildhall, whatever crap it is. According to the people, they are going to perform it for some kind of drama exam. Those two were pretty experienced, but their scene was as sick as all hell.

They’re 2 old woman, with such TERRIBLE ACCENTS THAT I COULD BARELY DECIPHER WHAT THEY ARE TALKING ABOUT. They rant on about a guy called Billy, who sound like a dope. Then the older woman with the shaking hands starts coughing until I want to RETCH, and the other girl offers a handkerchief to her.

Next one…

PRESENTING-

ABI AND FLORENCE, aka Flo, aka Vicky, aka Victoria Miles, aka Loser, aka Retard, aka Cry baby, aka Moron, aka Bish, aka Wanabe, aka the-arse-trying-to-act-cool dubbed by Amy.

Flo is SUCH a prick. She thinks she is ‘it’, the ‘cool’ girl. She just tries too effing hard. HER VOICE. OH GODS . HOW DO I SAY THIS? Is so freaking AFFECTED. AND LIKE. SHE’LL NEVER BECOME AN ACTRESS, UNLESS SHE’S ONE OF THE BACKGROUND PEOPLE. For eff’s sake! And she also wants to be an ASTRONAUT. Excuse me, but I think you need to have-1. Bachelor's degree from an accredited institution in engineering, biological science, physical science, or mathematics. An advanced degree is desirable. Quality of academic preparation is important. 2. At least 1,000 hours pilot-in-command time in jet aircraft. Flight test experience is highly desirable. 3. Ability to pass a NASA space physical which is similar to a military or civilian flight physical and includes the following specific standards:
Distant visual acuity: 20/100 or better uncorrected, correctable to 20/20 each eye.
Blood pressure: 140/90 measured in a sitting position.
Height between 64 and 76 inches.
I did memorize all of that :]

Back to the thing.

It’s called ‘Daisy pulls it off’ and Flo’s daisy. They start off talking about a competition entry. And ‘Daisy’ is doing a poem called ‘The mediations of a light bulb’ Brilliant. Brava, ragazza! Then they sort of rant on about a picture of something, then Flo does this PATHETIC SENTENCE ‘Look here, Trixy. We need ideas! Let’s go down to the library.’

1. Since when do you go to the library for ideas?
2. You research in a library.
3. You aren’t supposed to talk so loudly in a library.

Then it ends soppily, under a table,

P.E .

Rounders.

Basically, hit a ball, run for it, and see how many times you make it from the base and back. The other people have to get the ball and throw it to the bowler. The bowler is the person who throws the ball. The fielder is the person who hits the ball. I injured my fingernail._;

The teacher, Miss Taylor is rumoured to be a witch. She has a witch nose, and basically acts like one too ;D

Lunch was macaroni cheese, my FAVOURITE <3>:l Then Milly stole the last one from me, ate it, and said ‘OH YUCK. IT’S SOUR!’ Eheh ;D

French.

Madame Jamison gave us our listening comprehension today. Everyone was sure they failed. I AM SURE I FALED T_T

I never learnt the pets ._.

History was just revising. Pretty easy, I guess ;D

Well, the best thing that happened today was..

NO HOMEWORK <33

By the way.

I don't understand about the entire 'love' thing.

Here's a simple diagram explaining what love when you're 12 years old.

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12:34 pm

Saturday, 2 June 2007 ♣

Life of Randomnity- Two.

About the blog- I’m satisfied with everything. Except for the fact that the song ‘I must not chase the boys’ from Imeem refuses to replay. Bish.

This is the half-term holiday. The week of revision before the exams. I was going to revise during the weekends, but my dear parents decided to drag me to IKEA to get some furniture. Hell.

I dislike IKEA for three main reasons .

1] It’s boring, just looking at stuff, sitting down and nodding.
2] My parents do not make up their minds easily. Actually they, are like two magnets. Both South. They like, repel each other. If my mother goes: ‘This chair is great. Let’s get it for reasons I refuse to specify because of its awesomeness.’ My dear father would reply with ‘No, this chair is spiffier!’ *Drags chair forward* ‘Observe, and fall in worship!’

Do you understand what I mean?

After half an hour, they both decided on a chair. It’s sitting beside me, and I think it’s going to stay there for like... A couple of months till my mom decides its taking up space and decides to finally put it together?

I was like. Wearing boots, and my mom was looking at it and saying: ‘Take horse-riding classes ‘cause they’re like so great and all.’ And I was like. What?! Excuse me? What did you suggest? And she like. Took me to this horse-riding school, and enrolled me for Saturday classes. Great . *Sarcasm*

This is going to rock a piece of crap. ._.

By the way, I’m going to try and learn IP blocking. So I can block the idiots who say… stuff about my friends and I . Like Shut the eff up please.

-

On a side note, there’s always this pop up that says ‘Internet Explorer has encountered a problem and needs to close’ and it just totally closes the entire blog thing. It only happens when I try to type stuff. So every time I, like, want to blog, I have to do it on Microsoft Word .

Pathetic .

-Cya later .

.: T R I N A : .

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7:37 am