If you are expecting some sort of statement stating I’m not a racist right about now, stop expecting. Break free from the shroud of political correctness and laugh once in a while – everyone’s a little bit racist.
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I had a very, very different world view…
Let’s talk late ’90s, maybe scrape the 2000s, this is what I thought at various points in time: 1) People live forever (NB: major blow when I found out that wasn’t true). 2) There are around 130 people on the planet. 3) 120 is the biggest conceivable number (due to it being the maximum value on the tape measurer). 4) Anyone I don’t know (i.e. strangers) automatically know other strangers. 5) Animals can talk to each other, but it is a mystery how snails do it… 6) Liking a girl is gay. 7) Trees can think. 8) CCTV cameras can read our minds. 9) Women only wore dresses. There’s probably a lot more of this trivia, I’ll put it in if I can remember any more and can be bothered to add them in… I am known for my weird views on matters, let me give you an example, what do I think people are like depending on their age?
0–9 You’re an innocent, curious, obedient child. 10–19 You’re a filthy, rebellious, liberal, obnoxious, non-conforming adolescent. 20–29 Toned down, but too preoccupied with modern work and partying to give a shit about anything or start a family. 30–39 Finally married with spawn, no longer rebellious and respectable by society. Still attractive even though you’re not really young. 40–49 You’ve crossed the line, aged horrifically on your 40th birthday, respectable people of society but with a sadness that your children are 10–19. 50–59 An extension of 40–49, bored with life and your deteriorating spouse. 60–69 Light at the end of the tunnel! You’re not an aged young person but an old person! Grey hair suits you. You’re starting to have grandchildren and your spouse is as happy as you are. 70–79 You’re not as able as you used to be, but you’re still in good mental health, you’re more happy about being around for your teenage grandchildren than hating their guts. 80–89 You would be a lot happier if you were as fit when you were young but your happy-go-lucky attitude brought by old age overcomes that. You like reflecting on whatever war you fought in and won’t let your limited company forget it. 90–99 You’re experiencing the cycle of life by witnessing your great-grandchildren and somehow you haven’t noticed your own good health and mental stability at such a huge age. 100–109 You are a fucking legend, you spend hours on Facebook and drive motorcycles on the wrong lane on purpose, you skydive twice a week. 110–119 After your second adventurous stage of life, you’re relaxing at your retirement home, forgetting the names of your indeterminate amount of descendants as well as why you’re there. You’re probably gonna die peacefully in your sleep, and TomRed might mention it in his blog. 120–129 You’re Jeanne Calement. Indeed, I have endured my first ‘week’ of sixth form. Well,it wasn’t as packed with lessons as it usually would… My first impressions? Well, perhaps if they were organised about the timetables as oppose to OCDing over the haircuts I’d have some more respect (and yes, it’s just a matter of printing the damn things). The lessons? Well, I think I can safely say that I’m at the bottom of the difficulty curve and you will know when I’ve hit ‘the wall’ if you see suicidal elements in future posts. My favourite and worst lesson? No idea, but if I had to place my bets on any members of staff reading this (if any), classing economics as the single most best subject in the history of education may be beneficial for my future.
Don’t forget (that goes for myself as well), first anniversary tomorrow! If you’re squeamish then stay away, but then again you’ve probably looked at the clutter of letters below…
Maths = A English language = B English literature = C Biology = B Chemistry = A* Physics = A Geography = A French = B Classics = C Statistics = A RE = B Philosophy = B In a nutshell? Pretty good, a little disappointed, no singing tonight… In a long story? Well basicallé I made it there for half nine or something meeting a crowd of nervous people and a few who got their results early, when I found out that someone who is superb at maths got a mere filthy A as oppose to a beautiful A* I knew that the near divinely intervened fluke that gets me good results is as dead as my humour. So I eventually got the envelope and after it had absorbed a significant amount of moisture from my palms I opened the fucker and went through the three sheets of confusion resulting in surprise, disappointment and overall ‘WTF?!’. It was biology, maths and philosophy that let me down when I was expecting others to. The good news is that I might be able to retake maths, and probably ethics to up my grades. Whether or not I’ll do A2 philosophy is an open question (let me reinforce that philosophy isn’t a GCSE). I was surprised with chemistry and geography, how the fuck did I get an A* in a subject I did no work in? (The answer is CGP, but still…). And how did I get an A in geography when I took a voluntary break and ran out of time? If all else fails, God did it. Maybe I’ll drunkenly sing songs that bring question to your sexuality another time… Oh yeah, I can cross something off my 100 things list. :D Futurama is coming back after 6 years of anger, thanks to Fox and the original cast making a compromise enabling the original voices of the characters. :D (See more)
I was awoken by the news this morning with the chilling words “cigarettes, whisky and wild, wild women…” which was enough to notify me that Henry Allingham, the world’s oldest living man, has died at age 113. This brings two questions – what relevance is the phrase to knowing that? And why do I have such an admiration for this particular supercentenarian? It is rather ironic that I’ve been posting more during exam time than nothing-to-do time, I shall fix that problem when I eventually overcome laziness. Anyway, as I admire Mr Schwarzenegger (shown by my ability to spell his name) I command you to look at this. I’m not sure which is my favourite, maybe the philosopher or the machine. :D By the way, this may come as an obvious fact but unless I watermark an image I didn’t make it/take it.
As you probably would have guessed, this is the graph of my site views. It looks like a graph, a line graph to be precise, admire its graphiness. But wait, what’s this? Yesterday had nearly 600 views… Now, if you look at the other days, and with a bit of common sense you’d know that that was some sort of weird error, I don’t think people are that keen on my weekly videos… If true, woo-hoo! Well, not what I was expecting, but overall I did pretty well. Here goes. |
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