Uh....

something tells me I'm not piefunkle anymore

I'm deeply upset at the fact that MSN won't let me on. Ha. It heard me cursing. Mmm lots of people online and four emails. Boy, what a lucky girl I be ( Read more... )

I am in quite a good frame of mind considering I have a higher maths exam tomorrow. The dreaded exam. Two years of suffering all leading up to this exam ( Read more... )

The new Southern Comfort advert just displays how some Americans are as thick as two short planks.

They cannot even catch the right train. Therefore are heading to Barcelona instead of Prague. And everytime they say Prague, I think they are talking about a Damien Rice song.

I'm really reluctant to use the words "moister" and "girth" in my Geographical Study.

I feel like eating lots of Ginger nut biscuits.

And I feel horrible lonely.

I don't know why I update this thing anymore.

Well, that paper was pretty awful. No statistics questions, and the decision making was really difficult. Luckily everything seemed to go alright, and it seems I haven't done that badly compared to others my class. Claire didn't even know Student's T-Test was a statistical technique to test a difference! Not a relationship. Silly moo ( Read more... )

I think I'm losing my voice. I have a sexy hoarse Laura voice. Jeez, I can hardly speak.

Today is going to be insane, I have a Advanced Higher Geography exam, then I give blood, then I go to my Intense Higher Maths Revision then I go meet Gus. Too much? Maybe. Mmm SQA. Seat number 35 in the Games Hall. Mmm start 9:00...finish 11:00. Yay.

I like Keane. Keane are nice emo boys in a forest.