Juvenile hilarity and Monstrous Regiment
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ravenBecca has a new game. It's called "Bogies", and involves two people going into a public place and one of them whispering, "Bogies." The other person says it slightly louder, the first person slightly louder than that, and so on and so forth until they're screaming "Bogies!" at the top of their voices. The winner is the one who shouts the loudest. Naturally. Becca and Bev were at it all day. I was placed in the difficult position of trying to shriek with laughter at the same time as pretending I didn't know these people.
Juvenile hilarity aside, the week has not got off to a good start. To begin with, I forgot my ringbinder. My life is in that ringbinder. At least, my school life is. Everything started to go wrong without it. My Prizegiving form went AWOL (yes, I lost it). Becca wrote me a new one, which was surreal but actually worked out. That done, I went to English and dozed through ten pages of Utopia, assured Helena that it really does get better than this, and then went up to the common room and panicked because Becky told me I had a Biology test I didn't know about.
That seem an opportune moment to decide to skive French. Oh, I hate General. And I just didn't bother going. Stayed in the common room and went to the Arts thingit module at twenty past eleven. That was all right, actually. Managed to write the essay plan and hand it in and go to lunch. So far, so hoopy, but I hadn't done any Biology revision and my file was still AWOl and Becca wouldn't stop shouting "Bogies!"
But we did manage to make arrangements for Friday. We go to Prizegiving in the morning at the Philharmonic (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lilka's going to be there! Yay!) and afterwards, I'll get the train home, get changed, get my stuff, and go back into Liverpool. Becca and I will meet at about four, do some... um... shopping, and the two of us plus Enid will get the train to Birkenhead Park and hopefully get there in time. What time do you want us to arrive, incidentally?
I believe Emily is putting up with us overnight, and we'll get off home on Saturday morning.
So that's arranged, more or less.
Back to today, then. It wasn't all that interesting. The trains didn't turn up for hours at the station, leaving me in the cold, but I did get home eventually and yes, my grandmother is being very very annoying. It's hard to explain why; maybe when I have at least an hour to explain, I will.
To finish, I've been reading Monstrous Regiment today. Words cannot express how much I love this book. To start with, it reads like M*A*S*H. Not that anything can read like M*A*S*H, but you know what I mean. It has the same themes, more or less, and Maladict is Hawkeye. He just is. He's cool, he lounges against things, he's constantly wisecracking, and he even has his very own phase of impending insanity. He's brilliant. Actually, the entire book is. I wanted a sequel to The Truth, and this is it. No-one ever told me that.
I'm tired now.
Juvenile hilarity aside, the week has not got off to a good start. To begin with, I forgot my ringbinder. My life is in that ringbinder. At least, my school life is. Everything started to go wrong without it. My Prizegiving form went AWOL (yes, I lost it). Becca wrote me a new one, which was surreal but actually worked out. That done, I went to English and dozed through ten pages of Utopia, assured Helena that it really does get better than this, and then went up to the common room and panicked because Becky told me I had a Biology test I didn't know about.
That seem an opportune moment to decide to skive French. Oh, I hate General. And I just didn't bother going. Stayed in the common room and went to the Arts thingit module at twenty past eleven. That was all right, actually. Managed to write the essay plan and hand it in and go to lunch. So far, so hoopy, but I hadn't done any Biology revision and my file was still AWOl and Becca wouldn't stop shouting "Bogies!"
But we did manage to make arrangements for Friday. We go to Prizegiving in the morning at the Philharmonic (
lilka's going to be there! Yay!) and afterwards, I'll get the train home, get changed, get my stuff, and go back into Liverpool. Becca and I will meet at about four, do some... um... shopping, and the two of us plus Enid will get the train to Birkenhead Park and hopefully get there in time. What time do you want us to arrive, incidentally?I believe Emily is putting up with us overnight, and we'll get off home on Saturday morning.
So that's arranged, more or less.
Back to today, then. It wasn't all that interesting. The trains didn't turn up for hours at the station, leaving me in the cold, but I did get home eventually and yes, my grandmother is being very very annoying. It's hard to explain why; maybe when I have at least an hour to explain, I will.
To finish, I've been reading Monstrous Regiment today. Words cannot express how much I love this book. To start with, it reads like M*A*S*H. Not that anything can read like M*A*S*H, but you know what I mean. It has the same themes, more or less, and Maladict is Hawkeye. He just is. He's cool, he lounges against things, he's constantly wisecracking, and he even has his very own phase of impending insanity. He's brilliant. Actually, the entire book is. I wanted a sequel to The Truth, and this is it. No-one ever told me that.
I'm tired now.
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on 2003-11-10 11:17 am (UTC)I'll talk to the others tomorrow.
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on 2003-11-10 12:47 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2003-11-10 11:17 am (UTC)I meant to ask you --- what is the commons? There doesn't seem to be an equivalent in American schools. I also don't understand the concept of General.
You've got to quit mentioning tasty tidbits of books which I then have to run out and purchase; the husband is threatening to make me move to a library :)
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on 2003-11-11 09:24 am (UTC)The common room... well, it's to do with our being sixth-formers. The rest of the school have to spend their free time in the quad, the library, or an empty classroom, but our privilege is a common room of our own. It's a big, airy room with plate glass windows, lots of chairs and tables and dropped files and bags everywhere, there's always music playing and it generally looks like a bomb has hit it, but it's ours and we spend time in it when we're not in lessons.
General Studies is my fifth A-level. It's pointless because universities don't even look at it when you apply, but it's supposed to make us all well-balanced people. Don't ask me how. It involves doing a bit of everything - a language, some maths, something involving the humanities - and taking a module exam in it at the end. No-one ever learns anything, which is why I skived yesterday and plan to do it again next week.
And I'm sorry about the books. :) In all seriousness, Monstrous Regiment is a wonderful book. I've finished it now.
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on 2003-11-10 11:22 am (UTC)& woo for meeting at 4. It gives me chance for alternative plans. I'm meeting Stick after he finishes college & goes to work.
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on 2003-11-10 06:18 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2003-11-11 09:15 am (UTC)hey ya!
on 2003-11-10 07:43 pm (UTC)Re: hey ya!
on 2003-11-11 09:30 am (UTC)Yes, my life is crazy because I live among crazy people. Although I would like to make it quite clear that the "bogies" game belongs to Becca, who is in fact responsible for much of the craziness round here.
Nice to have you here.