Blogosphere - 10:29 pm - 24-01-2008
Today a blogger who I read recommended a fairly new blog, and I already knew about it.
At first I thought this was amazing, am I part of the blogosphere’s inner circle?
Am in in the high society?
But then I thought about how I know the two blogs.
I read Blog A (the one I read today), which once reccommended Blog B, which once recommended Blog C, which very recently reccommended Blog D (the one which Blog A reccommended today).
So I think that this means that, instead of being in the inner circle, I’m more like a heat reader of the blogging world. I find out about what the celebs are into at the moment and get into it myself.
So I’m the coolest girl (or boy I guess - I just can’t picture that as easily), who’s first to copy the celebrities (sometimes, like today, even before the other celebs get there.)
These were the, of course, the girls I have the least respect for.
Meh, so much for being special.
P.S. Apologies for the lack of quality of writing here. I was feeling kinda lazy.
Album - 10:16 pm - 24-01-2008
I rarely do these, but this is quite a laugh.
Band Name: Name of article here.
Album Name: Last four words of the first quote from here.
Album Cover: Third picture from here.
And here is a shoddy album cover I just made in paint. 
The band name and album name go together fantastically I think, but the album cover’s a bit whack in my opinion. Meh, whatever, I could always get a new one for the re-release.
Hattip: Taoist Biker (a blog I sometimes read which can be fairly amusing.)
Newsflash - 6:24 pm - 10-01-2008
Dave Legg may well soon be earning $6,000 per month for looking after an internet server.
One that hosts porn.
This is the funniest thing I’ve heard in almost 9 months.
Fire Alarms - 6:22 pm - 10-01-2008
Yesterday afternoon I was in my Sociology resit, minding my own business, when all of a sudden a piercing siren starts.
The head of maths comes in to tell us that it’s not a real fire and that we should just continue working.
And develop a headache.
1 minute later I was finding it very difficult to concentrate.
The next minute I found myself almost righting “siren” in my essay, which was not about sirens at all.
15 minutes after the siren started we were told to stop writing.
By this point I had quite a headache.
20 minutes or so later the siren went off and we were told to resume.
The exams officer came in and said
“Right, the alarm’s sorted now so we’ll give you an extra 15 minutes time, is that ok?”
No one said anything but everyone was thinking the same thing.
“No, we lost 20 minutes of time plus 15 minutes whilst we were attempting to work through the alarm,” I said.
“Fine, how about 20 minutes then?”
I wasn’t happy with this but I wasn’t given opportunity to speak.
I had been keeping an eye on the clock the whole time and rationed my time between the 3 sections.
However, as a result of the siren my 2nd essay (the 3rd part of the question) was half the size of the first.
I thus, doubt my grade will be anywhere near as high as it should be.
If I don’t get into Oxford because of this I will be furious.
Apparently the alarm went off because one of the exams officers burnt some toast.
I have made toast hundreds of times and not once have I jeopardised anyone’s prospects of getting into university.
Why are people so shit?
