May. 1st, 2002

Writing...

May. 1st, 2002 12:11 pm
raven: [hello my name is] and a silhouette image of a raven (Default)
Yesterday's last entry got cut short by my mother, reading over my shoulder. The last thing she saw I'd written was, "Nobody knows I'm a lesbian." She's really driving me crazy. She's smothering me. I don't like it.
Anyway... I'm looking forward to the weekend. The mood of depression has been replaced by gentle introspective thoughtfulness, which I'm told suits me.
I started wondering - with hundreds of people updating their journals every day, and no old entries ever being deleted, how does lj not implode from the pressure of new pages being created nearly every day? Anyway, to more relevant topics - enjoyed anatagonising Mrs. Custard this morning - got into school early enough for reasoned thought at eight thirty in the morning. Wonders never will cease. I now need to go write to Hathor and Aloysius, as they both will forget me and I would not like that, seeing as Hathor's going to SG-5 (yay!) and Aloysius is the best beta I've ever had. I'm ready to forgive her the slash.... even though I'm getting used to it myself at the moment!
Gez is being lovely sweet chained catering service. Oooh! Ice-cream! That's always good!
raven: [hello my name is] and a silhouette image of a raven (Default)
Yeah, I'm in a bitchy mood. And strangely enough, as I typed that, Rosie entered. What a cow. Crap - I have to log off. I'll add to this in a minute.
raven: [hello my name is] and a silhouette image of a raven (Default)
I'm in an IT lesson with a gaggle of orange-dyed "How'd you log on?" fuckwits. Did I mention "The @ key doesn't work!" *insert whine* and "I'm so bored - why is this writing blue with an underline? I need help - it won't print..."
Having learnt how to turn the computer on - now tell me, was it the button on the left or the right again? - we are learning how to type and print and load paper into the printer and any number of more scintillating tasks.
Seriously - Rosie and Kara - save me from the orange-dyed ignorance and the scary whining noises emanating from their end of the classroom - and the utter conviction that they are more important than anyone else on the planet! *grrrr*
Becca, click comment now! I need someone to rant at! *grrrr* some more....

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