I've been looking at our school photos every now and again (especially the individual ones AHAHAHAHA some people have the FUNNIEST photos), and I have come to a conclusion. It seems that, for whatever reason, those photographers must be conspiring to make bad photos of us, I mean SERIOUSLY! Well, don't mean to be so dramatic, but you get what I'm talking about. It just seems that, on a special-occasion day most of the year has less-than desirable photos; everyone's complaining "eww, what happened to my smile?!" or "I have so many pimples!" and the like. And I'd have to agree with some of them. It just seems that, in our school photos, we seem to look what we're not.
Anyway, I have technically just finished Term 3 for year 10 as I have Work Experience (hereby referred to as WE) this coming week, so HA! I'm so happy that I get to space out (kind of) and relax as I don't have any immediate work due and can just leave it for later. I know VERY well that it is this that makes me stressed and get all irritable, but I do it anyway because I don't have enough foresight and common sense - no, I'm just not bothered to do the work until I really have to actually. Answering today's geography question was dodgy to say the least, the 'random' part of which question would be asked ought be investigated, but I couldn't care less really, I'm just happy it's over. Seems that every teacher just happened to pick Q2, so, yeah. You know, that just sets off my bullshit alarm, but I'll let that dog lie, because it's been done and bringing it up isn't gonna get me more marks. They'll probably say, "if you're concerned, how about you do it again on another random draw?" or something. Yeah.
I'm currently staying up later than I should. In fact, I'm waiting for my mum to come out of her bedroom and tell me to get off the computer. But anyway, we'll cross that bridge when we get to it. I love staying up doing what I want and not work for school or something. Whenever I stay up for school work, I'm always so tired after it's all done and just flop out on my bed (once I forgot to brush my teeth because I way so tired =\).
I'd like to think of myself as a considerate person. I'm not especially bright or quick or an artistic prodigy of any sort, but I'd like to say that I make up for it by being a nice person in general. I know that that isn't true. When I mention this to some people, they're like, "What? No you're not!" but in a total retrospect of everything I've done, I know I could've picked better choices. Like the highroad than the lowroad. But you know, every now and again, something tips the scales and stuff happens. I don't like it when people are short-sighted, but in a way that, if you say something, it'll sound like an attack against them or something like that. How, you wanna say "You're being mean about something" but then there's a large chance it might get interpreted as an insult or something. It's like being in a checkmate position. It's hard to explain.
I don't really know where I was going with this post, but I figured I should post one since I haven't done so in a week or two...night all.
Friday, September 25, 2009
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