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I'm seeing just how many blogs I actually have, and posting in all of them. So far I've found seven... I'm sure I had more, though. I was going to link to them all, but I now can't be bothered.
The day before yesterday was fairly strange. The morning was spent in a "training" seesion, for which Brad and I were late. It was to prepare us for our roles as student leaders. That's basically a prefect, except my school felt it needed updating... The guy who was speaking to us about how to deal with unruly peers was very annoying for a number of reasons, and seemed to be informed but not intelligent. His attempts at humour fell flat, too. Well, maybe I'm alone in not considering shouting "******** off" in the middle of a normal sentence in a bid to demonstrate Tourette's to be the epitome of modern comedy, because most of the room laughed at that one. Even the teachers were guffawing along with the students and I definitely saw someone with half-laughing, half-embarrassed expression, as if they weren't sure whether they should be amused by something so rude.
Anyway, that was only the morning, so it wasn't too bad. After that finished, we got to go to the main hall, shake Phil C. Tom's hand, and receive our special tie. They're black with a crappy WVS logo and "STUDENT LEADER" in blue, and made out of nasty polyester. Scarah, Bubbles, Brad and I wore them around town afterwards. Because we're cool. I also enquired about my GCSE Maths result, and why it hadn't been sent to me. Eventually I got the envelope and learnt that I got an A*, as well as a Distinction in an ICT module.
And Mr. Lapham hugged me. >.<
Finnley · Sun Sep 04, 2005 @ 06:38pm · 0 Comments |
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Ha. Hahaha. Haven't done this in a while.
Lots of things happened. Lightning struck my house. Killed the modem, and other things. I looked after a baby bird that my cat brought it, but it died after a few days. I took a Mensa IQ test. I've had lots of exams - most of them went ok, I think. It's nearly the end of term, but I have loads of work to do. Lots of people are confusing me with what they want.
None of that was in chronological order. Oh well.
Finnley · Tue Jul 19, 2005 @ 09:30pm · 0 Comments |
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Questions from the inside |
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Who am I? Am I actually anyone, or another no one that will achieve nothing and live for nothing except my own life and perhaps those of a select few? No, I don't want to know the answer to that one. But the first question - yes. Who am I?
If you know who I am, please tell me.
Finnley · Tue May 24, 2005 @ 08:36am · 2 Comments |
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I'm listening to music, courtesy of Brad, and it and noise in the room are just piled in front of me to hear and I can't discern the rhymic tapping of the keyboards from angry chords and the shrill voices that are running straight into perception. This keyboard is really crappy and the space bar doesn't work too well. There is a- ....................
Edit:
Well, I was cut short there by the end of the lesson. Ha, school. Makes me laugh.
Finnley · Fri May 13, 2005 @ 08:37am · 0 Comments |
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Well, work experience is nearly over. Some of it has being incredibly boring, but there have been interesting bits. Today, the road safety guy I was with sent me off back to planning and E/S, and I knew they wouldn't have much for me to do, so I spent nearly five hours (from quarter past nine til two o'clock) walking around Dorchester. I went to the market (I probably did about ten circuits) and in a coffee shop, and then sat in the park thing drawing Securicor, Master of the 9ine Times Table. Work didn't even notice that I'd gone. I had to go back in the afternoon, though, because I was with other people. I didn't mind too much though, because they're nice people. And now, I feeling angry for no reason what so ever and I want to hurt something. My cat is just sitting there, and it's really very hard not to go and hurt her.
Finnley · Wed Apr 27, 2005 @ 06:27pm · 0 Comments |
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I've just finished moving the furniture round in my new room. Wih my sister having moved to the Isle of Wight, my parents decided that I could have her room, previously my brother's, as it is the biggest. Now it feels all cosy. ^_^
Tomorrow is my first day of work experience. I'll be at the county council... It may be very boring, but I'm sure I'll survive. I just hope they're not all mean to me... Heh... Too tired... Need to go now. Bye bye - have fun, where ever you are.
Finnley · Sun Apr 17, 2005 @ 05:48pm · 0 Comments |
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The post title today refers both to the fact that this is my first day back at school after the Easter holidays and the fact the the law and the system of alleged "justice" in this country is not just. But moving on to more interesting things.
Right. Well. Er... Interesting? I don't know it. Maybe it's just a pattern for things to fall into - essentially the same, yet superficially ever-changing. I mean, think about it. And if you ask a small child, "What is death; what does it mean to be dead?" you may be astonished by the answer you receive. But why is it so surprising that small children cannot grasp the concept? Have we yet an answer for exactly what happens in the only certain process of life? No. We may have speculations and theories. In fact, we do have speculations and theories; and many of them. Whether you believe that there is something or nothing after life, it is still just that - a belief. Tell me, then - what is death? Think about it. You might find it hard to answer straight away, like I did. And when you do, you will probably conclude something based around the biological failure of our bodies; that something eventually causes our heart to stop and the blood supply to our brain to cease, thereby bringing about... death. That still doesn't define it. I could go on, but in a more accurate way, I coudn't. This is mainly due to the fact that, being in school, I will soon have music, and have to leave.
Finnley · Mon Apr 11, 2005 @ 02:04pm · 0 Comments |
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Finnley · Fri Apr 08, 2005 @ 09:01pm · 0 Comments |
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I was going to write something here. But now, I can't think what.
Finnley · Tue Mar 29, 2005 @ 10:32am · 1 Comments |
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