bored of studies...
yahyah i know im a thief by alluding to the 'popular' website... but im truely bit tired of it... ive been learning things for 16 and a half years!!! its time i got bored!!!
feel like going out to have fun... shopping around... catch the last bit of summer left b4 the gruelling winter creeps on...just anything but hw... but i have a pile to get through and not forgetting next thursday... AHHHH!!! somebody save me!!!
ext 2 maths assessment (i shudder at the thought... i have yet made any progress on ja's bunch of questions... y do we have to learn complex numbers anyway??? according to ms dodd we use them to build BRIDGES!!! HAHA!!! no wonder london bridge came tumbling down!!! ok not funny)
bio quiz (yuck... not nice... the entire 9.2.2 or something like that... im not good with the syllabus thingy...)
2 longgggg chem qns due :(
PLEASE DUN ADD ANYMORE!!!all in one day???
and btw ms dodd seems to enjoy giving more and more and more and more chem hw!!!
hopefully tmr i'll rmb to go for that uni med application thingy tmr lunch... :(
dun like being so busy!!!horrible eyebags!!!
went on lynette's blog and saw some really funny metaphors that ppl actually come up with... some of my favourites:
# She grew on him like a colony of E. Coli, and he was room-temperature Canadian beef.
# Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.
# Her hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze.
# The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease. (hmm honestly i havent tried that... sounds fun!)
# Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m. traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 p.m. at a speed of 35 mph.
# John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.
# He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck, either, but a real duck that was actually lame, maybe from stepping on a land mine or something.
# The ballerina rose gracefully en Pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.
# He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up.
HEEHEE!!! i like the nose hair one... reminds me of shan cos i always have the urge to pull out her nose hairs!!! the starcrossed lovers totally rocked!!! and the hummingbird and ballerina... i should totally try that in some of my essays!!!
ok... i shall go do hw!!
p.s. im itching for new years shopping and buying new clothes!!!
feel like going out to have fun... shopping around... catch the last bit of summer left b4 the gruelling winter creeps on...just anything but hw... but i have a pile to get through and not forgetting next thursday... AHHHH!!! somebody save me!!!
ext 2 maths assessment (i shudder at the thought... i have yet made any progress on ja's bunch of questions... y do we have to learn complex numbers anyway??? according to ms dodd we use them to build BRIDGES!!! HAHA!!! no wonder london bridge came tumbling down!!! ok not funny)
bio quiz (yuck... not nice... the entire 9.2.2 or something like that... im not good with the syllabus thingy...)
2 longgggg chem qns due :(
PLEASE DUN ADD ANYMORE!!!all in one day???
and btw ms dodd seems to enjoy giving more and more and more and more chem hw!!!
hopefully tmr i'll rmb to go for that uni med application thingy tmr lunch... :(
dun like being so busy!!!horrible eyebags!!!
went on lynette's blog and saw some really funny metaphors that ppl actually come up with... some of my favourites:
# She grew on him like a colony of E. Coli, and he was room-temperature Canadian beef.
# Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.
# Her hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze.
# The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease. (hmm honestly i havent tried that... sounds fun!)
# Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m. traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 p.m. at a speed of 35 mph.
# John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.
# He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck, either, but a real duck that was actually lame, maybe from stepping on a land mine or something.
# The ballerina rose gracefully en Pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.
# He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up.
HEEHEE!!! i like the nose hair one... reminds me of shan cos i always have the urge to pull out her nose hairs!!! the starcrossed lovers totally rocked!!! and the hummingbird and ballerina... i should totally try that in some of my essays!!!
ok... i shall go do hw!!
p.s. im itching for new years shopping and buying new clothes!!!
<3 had a cup of tea at 4:56:00 PM