"And you give yourself away..."
Mar. 4th, 2003 09:19 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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Well, guess who's skiving dance for the sixth consecutive time? I just don't care any more.
I'm so, so tired this morning. The Insomnia Monster Strikes Back. Last night, I tried to finish the building-the-still fic, and kinda failed miserably. I think I've gone as far as I can with it now - I guess I'll finish up, tidy up, and count my losses. It's okay... it just meanders. It does meander. Follows from idea to idea like a wandering, headless spider (talking of which, I think Mukora is dead).
I guess what I was aiming at was a set-up fic - pull in all the ideas, but not head for any kind of resolution, because what with its being a builiding-a-still fic, it's got to be early on, ne? I wanted to do the whole introduction thing, but that doesn't work; that makes it pre-slash, and I wanted it to be peri-slash, which is a word I have just made up. So it involves a lot of flashbacks and a lot of character-thought, and so it meanders. Ugh.
I am sitting in on Becca's IT lesson, as it's the easiest way I could think of to not go to dance. She is doing a Publisher practice assignment, and even though I'm not in the lesson Mr Hood is boring me out of my mind. Becca just said you can see he's in the right job. I agree. I also think she's bored. For some reason access to darrenhayes.com is blocked, so she's dragged the "Access denied" text, dropped it into a Paint window and is now giving it a green background.
Next comes English, and I think I shall do my best not to give my talk today, although - and this is the good part - I do actually have notes I can work from. I made them last night, which might have something to do with why I'm so tired.
[Just found out why Becca was playing the the "Access denied" thingit. She's setting it to be the same colour as the desktop so she can set it as wallpaper. Interesting effect]
After printing off the notes, I tried to write and couldn't. I don't know why I always seem to do my writing in the middle of the night. I also don't know why I update my journal from school, as so little happens here, but we are lucky, in several ways - free 'n' easy net access, with not many important sites blocked. Yahoo! Groups used to be blocked, but spontaneously unblocked itself. Same with livejournal, which is now open to anyone again.
I have now been typing this for twenty minutes. I'm no less tired than I was before. Seriously. Could fall asleep. Would like to, but the chair is hard plastic.
Last night, I actually worked. Did Biology, French, Maths, Classics and English.
And I just discoveredcucharita placed an announcement on her journal just for me. Dance was cancelled. She's signing in for me. I [[heart]] teh Enid. I like my life at present. At least, I would, if I wasn't exhausted, wasn't in school, and hadn't just discovered that our study leave doesn't begin until Friday 16th May. If that tag was stripped, forgive me. Anyway, on that last day, we're all going to Alton Towers, apparently. Should be fun, if it doesn't rain. And oddly depressing... so many people are leaving, and I keep thinking, why didn't I get to know you when I had the chance, why did I have to be an eleven-year-old with issues, why, why, why, why do we have to grow up, why do we have to do exams, why must we be responsible and old, why?
"My hands are tied, my body bruised, you got me with nothing left and nothing left to lose, and you give yourself away..."
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loneraven.If those work I'm wrong, but they don't seem to be appearing in comments.
Well, guess who's skiving dance for the sixth consecutive time? I just don't care any more.
I'm so, so tired this morning. The Insomnia Monster Strikes Back. Last night, I tried to finish the building-the-still fic, and kinda failed miserably. I think I've gone as far as I can with it now - I guess I'll finish up, tidy up, and count my losses. It's okay... it just meanders. It does meander. Follows from idea to idea like a wandering, headless spider (talking of which, I think Mukora is dead).
I guess what I was aiming at was a set-up fic - pull in all the ideas, but not head for any kind of resolution, because what with its being a builiding-a-still fic, it's got to be early on, ne? I wanted to do the whole introduction thing, but that doesn't work; that makes it pre-slash, and I wanted it to be peri-slash, which is a word I have just made up. So it involves a lot of flashbacks and a lot of character-thought, and so it meanders. Ugh.
I am sitting in on Becca's IT lesson, as it's the easiest way I could think of to not go to dance. She is doing a Publisher practice assignment, and even though I'm not in the lesson Mr Hood is boring me out of my mind. Becca just said you can see he's in the right job. I agree. I also think she's bored. For some reason access to darrenhayes.com is blocked, so she's dragged the "Access denied" text, dropped it into a Paint window and is now giving it a green background.
Next comes English, and I think I shall do my best not to give my talk today, although - and this is the good part - I do actually have notes I can work from. I made them last night, which might have something to do with why I'm so tired.
[Just found out why Becca was playing the the "Access denied" thingit. She's setting it to be the same colour as the desktop so she can set it as wallpaper. Interesting effect]
After printing off the notes, I tried to write and couldn't. I don't know why I always seem to do my writing in the middle of the night. I also don't know why I update my journal from school, as so little happens here, but we are lucky, in several ways - free 'n' easy net access, with not many important sites blocked. Yahoo! Groups used to be blocked, but spontaneously unblocked itself. Same with livejournal, which is now open to anyone again.
I have now been typing this for twenty minutes. I'm no less tired than I was before. Seriously. Could fall asleep. Would like to, but the chair is hard plastic.
Last night, I actually worked. Did Biology, French, Maths, Classics and English.
And I just discovered
cucharita placed an announcement on her journal just for me. Dance was cancelled. She's signing in for me. I [[heart]] teh Enid. I like my life at present. At least, I would, if I wasn't exhausted, wasn't in school, and hadn't just discovered that our study leave doesn't begin until Friday 16th May. If that tag was stripped, forgive me. Anyway, on that last day, we're all going to Alton Towers, apparently. Should be fun, if it doesn't rain. And oddly depressing... so many people are leaving, and I keep thinking, why didn't I get to know you when I had the chance, why did I have to be an eleven-year-old with issues, why, why, why, why do we have to grow up, why do we have to do exams, why must we be responsible and old, why?"My hands are tied, my body bruised, you got me with nothing left and nothing left to lose, and you give yourself away..."
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on 2003-03-04 02:05 am (UTC)What does that mean?
Excuse me for being not knowledgeable.
Uhms... Alton Towers should be fun. Yessum. Oblivion and Nemesis and that free flying rollercoaster that I have yet to go on are mine. All mine.
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on 2003-03-04 02:10 am (UTC)Tags aren't being stripped any more. For future reference, it's when the HTML doesn't work - it just shows the < > stuff.
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on 2003-03-04 02:17 am (UTC)You SHALL be going on all teh rides mit moi und teh sprog.
We shall rule the skies [on tracks]
And fly through the air. Now come on. You being a raven should enjoy that.
And if not you shall be made to.
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on 2003-03-04 04:14 am (UTC)no subject
on 2003-03-04 09:01 am (UTC)Hmm... wonder if I can get "peri-slash" into general use?