In the bleak midwinter...

Mrs Latin Williams decided this morning that our knowledge of the various "first-line" Christmas carols (that is, the ones named after their first lines) is woefully poor. Despite Becca and I positively MST3K-ing all the way through, and rattling bits of paper as loudly as possible, she wasn't put off, and took the opportunity to sing solo and very badly. She also asked us to "practise at home" afer delivering some long speech about the way the notes fit the words in "It came upon midnight clear."
Funfunfun.
It doesn't apply to me, of, course. I will be in absentia for the carol service. I haven't yet decided whether this is a good or bad thing.
Yuk. Biology.

Cast list

People here are being mysterious. Namely me and eniddy. It's fun. We are talking about slash. It amazes me, the things people do not understand. In the meantime I am greatly bored. In maths, of course, and not doing anything because my life is boring and I have to do all my maths coursework tonight. Huh. That means I have to get graph paper from somewhere. I wonder if I can get it from Mrs Jopling without her being too suspicious about it?
The answer is probably no.
I'm being paranoid. I keep thinking someone is going to walk in and see me typing this.
Paranoia.
I am bored.
And paranoid.
Someone just sang, "I am saving to disk, I am cool!"
And Helena is reading a joke and does not believe me when I said I'd read it.
I think I remember glitterdollie once did a cast list for her journal. I found this both gloriously egotistical and rather appealing. I may just do that tonight... after re-doing all graphs. And the rest of my maths.
But yes. The only difficulty will be deciding who to put on it.

(no subject)

Helena

Five hundred

I am home, courtesy of Alex and her family. I may have mentioned before what nice people they are, but I'm doing it again because they really are. They made it their respsonsibility, for some unknown reason, to make sure I didn't have to walk home in the rain/cold/wind/freakish weather conditions, and now Alex is a friend. After all of that.
I'm bored still, but glad to be at home. I am trying to download the live version of Konstantine, but after making me happy for a few moments by leaping up to 30kb/s, it is back to 2.5 and will take another hour. It's not as if I can't leave it going until then, but this is still irritating.

We leave in four days. Farewell to all creature comforts for a while... and I am such a comfort-loving person. I should be the Kitten, not snowdrop24 - I love my bed and my pillows and I love hot water and blankets and hot coffee with sugar.
And carrion. Mmmm.
In fact, the only person I know of who could really live without this stuff is Clare - osiris13. She's talked about joining the army later... she could, methinks. In the meantime, I will have to rough it and smile about it for the next fortnight or so. In Chittaranjan Park, I may be comfortable... Dadu (my great-uncle, who calls me "Lady Iona" because of my accent) says he is looking forward to learning all kinds of new things when I camp out in his study and revise.

And there's another thing - there will be no journal entries from me for two weeks. I may, however, reach my five hundreth entry before I leave - that is, my five hundreth entry as loneraven.
It seems like I've been here forever - after all, my friends list has multiplied five-fold, I've been reviewed, I've bought my own paid account and I've been given a paid account, I've bought one for someone else, and I'm now a part of eighteen communities.
How odd. This journal is only five months old, although I've been on LJ since April...
Oddness indeed.