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AIRBORNE ALL THE WAY Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Today we had the most exciting, amazing, fantastic, mind-blowing, abso-bloody-lutely awesome literature lesson ever!
It was literally [excuse the feeble pun; if it is even a pun, anyway] a History lesson!
See, for Term 3 we're doin' this lousy [compared to Animal Farm, anyway] Chinese Cinderella book, 'cos we're focusing on Asian writers [then why not the Kite Runner at least?] so its set in a time period that ranges from 1941-1952...that's part of WWII, people!
And so, today we studied the historical background. I was already bursting with anticipation at the eventual slides entitled "World War Two". We also did a worksheet [which I finished the day before] which contained questions on World War Two. I smugly corrected one of the questions which stated "In September 1945, the _____ won the war in Europe". LT, I hope you can answer that question and spot the mistake, or I'll never forgive you!
Then after lit ended, the excitement was over. Everyone was still reeling from my enthusiasm at the slides. I think even the teacher was shocked.
We had one hours worth of netball during PE, which trigged an athsma attack. Then it was Fried Food Wednesday so I bought three hash browns. and one sausage. Then the rest of the day was pretty uneventful, so lets skip that.
Boy, does my head hurt! I just went to the park near my house [yep, guys, its complete] for a jog. A little dog was sniffing at my feet as I went by. And he [or she] cut into my path. So I edged a bit more to the left. And as I was staring at him I didn't notice the corner of white wall jutting out right in front of me...
SLAM.
Jeez, it felt like my head was on fire. I jogged quickly to try to get the pitying tones of the observing crowd out of my ears. My mom was furious and blasted me for not looking where the hell I was going.
What the hell.
I mean, how do you expect me to look where I'm going when a bloody little dog's blocking my goddamn path?!
I think that got me more than the pain did.
So I went home and applied a few ice cubes to my head.
Now the lump feels like I fried an egg on my head.
Its too flat to see anything, though.
So unfortunately I can't fake an excuse of having a concussion and skip school tomorrow.
~Quote of the Day~
I have nothing to offer but blood, toil, tears and sweat. We have before us an ordeal of the most grievous kind…You ask, what is our policy? I will say: It is to wage war, by sea, land and air, with all our might and with all the strength that God can give to us: to wage war against a monstrous tyranny, never surpassed in the dark, lamentable catalogue of human crime…You ask, what is our aim? I can answer in one word: It is Victory, victory at all costs, victory in spite of all terror, victory, however long and hard the road may be; for without victory, there is no survival.
-By my favourite British prime minister and favourite speech maker, Winston Churchill. Not just because his speeches were great but 'cos he's weird as well.
It was literally [excuse the feeble pun; if it is even a pun, anyway] a History lesson!
See, for Term 3 we're doin' this lousy [compared to Animal Farm, anyway] Chinese Cinderella book, 'cos we're focusing on Asian writers [then why not the Kite Runner at least?] so its set in a time period that ranges from 1941-1952...that's part of WWII, people!
And so, today we studied the historical background. I was already bursting with anticipation at the eventual slides entitled "World War Two". We also did a worksheet [which I finished the day before] which contained questions on World War Two. I smugly corrected one of the questions which stated "In September 1945, the _____ won the war in Europe". LT, I hope you can answer that question and spot the mistake, or I'll never forgive you!
Then after lit ended, the excitement was over. Everyone was still reeling from my enthusiasm at the slides. I think even the teacher was shocked.
We had one hours worth of netball during PE, which trigged an athsma attack. Then it was Fried Food Wednesday so I bought three hash browns. and one sausage. Then the rest of the day was pretty uneventful, so lets skip that.
Boy, does my head hurt! I just went to the park near my house [yep, guys, its complete] for a jog. A little dog was sniffing at my feet as I went by. And he [or she] cut into my path. So I edged a bit more to the left. And as I was staring at him I didn't notice the corner of white wall jutting out right in front of me...
SLAM.
Jeez, it felt like my head was on fire. I jogged quickly to try to get the pitying tones of the observing crowd out of my ears. My mom was furious and blasted me for not looking where the hell I was going.
What the hell.
I mean, how do you expect me to look where I'm going when a bloody little dog's blocking my goddamn path?!
I think that got me more than the pain did.
So I went home and applied a few ice cubes to my head.
Now the lump feels like I fried an egg on my head.
Its too flat to see anything, though.
So unfortunately I can't fake an excuse of having a concussion and skip school tomorrow.
~Quote of the Day~
I have nothing to offer but blood, toil, tears and sweat. We have before us an ordeal of the most grievous kind…You ask, what is our policy? I will say: It is to wage war, by sea, land and air, with all our might and with all the strength that God can give to us: to wage war against a monstrous tyranny, never surpassed in the dark, lamentable catalogue of human crime…You ask, what is our aim? I can answer in one word: It is Victory, victory at all costs, victory in spite of all terror, victory, however long and hard the road may be; for without victory, there is no survival.
-By my favourite British prime minister and favourite speech maker, Winston Churchill. Not just because his speeches were great but 'cos he's weird as well.
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