Red hair spray; or, Comic Relief and the cool-ness therof

Nearly didn't come into school. Very very tired. Have met the new girl. That was fun. Becca has a free lunch. Meg has a KGV interview. Everyone is out playing football on the netball courts with a yellow volleyball.
That is all very normal for this place at this time.
Enid informs me she very much enjoys fanfic writing. In the morning, she and Emma and Becca and I were discussing the concept of friends, which is fun.

I have decided to spray my hair red for Comic Relief on Friday. Haven't decided what to wear yet. Hang on... will have to dig out my "I am not a lesbian" top. It's red. And then the rest of the outfit will build itself, it will. I like the red hair spray. Will dye it in streaks, because they show up on my hair.

It is pork sausages and macaroni for lunch. Ugh. Ugh.

I don't like either of those things.

I also don't like Justin Timberlake. Il m'enerve.
Which reminds me, I haven't done my French. I should, but Hel thinks we should do it in RS. Good idea. Hel has been having a faitly odd day so far, as Mrs Williams started reacting copper sulphate on her hand/ It got very hot, judging from the stifled profanity.

That says something about what my life is like, when the one exciting thing on the horizon is spraying my hair red. Although... we're also having a Big Hair Day. Meg and cucharita are the models, and they're going to have their tresses artistically "rearranged." I love Comic Relief.

Just because...

[Poll #111851]

Peace in our time

Nice day. I actually enjoyed it. Peace in our time will never be achieved, but I have peace in my world, my time, my little sphere. Just for now. And it's nice.

I walk through a strange world. I have strange friends. But I think more and more I begin to realise how lucky I am in my friends, and I now understand that no-one has "lots" of friends. The people who do have acquaintances, not friends. I have Pedar. I have chanandlerbong. I have cucharita, megegan, _detroit, purplerainbow, osiris13, snowdrop24, lilka and emerald_embers. That makes me lucky.
And that's just in real life. Online, there's so many others.

Anyone who thought they might see something of me at the weekend, however... I think I may be incommunicado. I plan to do very little except lurk, because I have no energy. Pedar gets back on Sunday, but he doesn't go back to work until Tuesday, so I have a feeling he may think of something for me on Monday afternoon (dental appointment? opticians?) so he can get me out of school and we can go and do something, probably involving coffee.

In the meantime... I think I have decided what to wear on Friday, I have a tonne of work to do but I don't care, and I've just realised I have about eleven weeks before I have to sit my GCSEs, but I don't care about that either... no, really, not today.

Found out today that the average British GCSE grade is a D.
Um. Wow.

And that is all, thank you.

"You know you only burn my bridges,
I could be your heroin...

... you could be my heroine.
You could be my heroin."

The wonderful world of Caroline Holroyde

I remember Caroline wanted more mentions in this journal. That was around the time Libby began writing epics about all her friends. She appears to have a distinct talent for it, so:

( Caroline, from the point of view of teh Libbyness )

By the way, Caroline - I [[heart]] you too and of course I know all this is whimsical exaggeration on the part of Elizabeth....

Methodists

Pedar called. He said he was drowning.
"What in?" sayeth I, the ever-cautious.
"Methodists."
Methodists?
Anyone care to clear this up? He's in Savannah, Georgia, and refuses to explain further. I said it could be worse. He could be in Salt Lake City. For some reason he found that utterly hilarious.

I have now done my Chemistry. Although... looking back over the last few pages of notes, I am constantly searching for the morality in the equations. The morality. Not the goddamn molarity, oh, no. I'm still doing it, but cannae be bothered going back through with an ink eraser. It's not as if she's gonna notice. Mrs Williams, that is. Helena informed me today that to tell them apart, she's going to refer to them as Fanny Williams and Lurch Williams. I was amused.

Anyway, yes. Molarity. I seem to have learned how to do it using the logical method. There was a formula, too, but "Those of you who are naturally scientific and doing it for A-level shouldn't use the formula," so I didn't. I don't know about being naturally scientific. The woman's delusional. She did tell me at the time how pleased she was that I was doing Chemistry, and proceeded to sign the Politics section of the form, instead. She wrote down an apology. My application form was the most annotated one in the year.

So... five of those questions, and I threw the book down, considered doing the notes on the bakeries and fullonicas {sp} of Pompeii, but could not be bothered. I watched the M*A*S*H ep Hawk's Nightmare again, was pleasantly disturbed, and here I am again.

Will go and watch Jonathan Creek - I taped it over Hawk's Nightmare, so it had better be worth watching, even though I don't think the end of it has taped, so I am just a little annoyed. Grisly murder mysteries are all very well, but when you don't see the end and never discover what actually happened.... gah.

I apologise for the relentless updates. If I were a free user, I would have used up my quota by now, which is a little worrying.