Wednesday, 15 December 2010.

having butchered The Only Exception for Calculus yesterday, I feel I ought to continue on with the Paramore-massacring.

I WANT SANTANA TO GET TOGETHER WITH BRITTANY AND SING MISERY BUSINESS TO/ABOUT ARTIE WITH APPROPRIATE PRONOUN CHANGES. SEE BELOW:

I'm in the business of misery,
Let's take it from the top.
She's got a body like an hourglass it's ticking like a clock.
It's a matter of time before we all run out,
When I thought she was mine he caught her by the mouth.

I waited eight long months,
He finally set her free.
I told her I couldn't lie she was the only one for me.
Two weeks and we caught on fire,
He's got it out for me,
But I wear the biggest smile.

Whoa, I never meant to brag
But I got her where I want her now.
Whoa, it was never my intention to brag
Just steal it all away from you now.
But God does it feel so good,
Cause I got her where I want her now.
And if you could then you know you would.
Cause God it just feels so,
It just feels so good.

Second chances they don't ever matter, people never change.
Once a whore you're nothing more, I'm sorry, that'll never change.
And about forgiveness, we're both supposed to have exchanged.
I'm sorry honey, but I'm passin' up, now look this way.
Well there's a million other guys who do it just like you.
Looking as innocent as possible to get to who,
They want and what they like.
It's easy if you do it right.
Well I refuse, I refuse, I refuse!

Whoa, I never meant to brag
But I got her where I want her now.
Whoa, it was never my intention to brag
Just steal it all away from you now.
But God does it feel so good,
Cause I got her where I want him right now.
And if you could then you know you would.
Cause God it just feels so,
It just feels so good.

I watched her wildest dreams come true
Not one of them involving you
Just watch her wildest dreams come true
Not one of them involving.

Whoa, I never meant to brag,
But I got her where I want her now.

Whoa, I never meant to brag
But I got her where I want her now.
Whoa, it was never my intention to brag
just steal it all away from you now.
But God does it feel so good,
Cause I got what I wanted now
And if you could then you know you would.
Cause God it just feels so,
It just feels so good.

epic continuity fail and weirdness in lyric-flipping aside,

(because Santana calling Artie a whore is kind of o.o)

BRITTANA IS THE AWESOMENESS.

{ 5:20 pm }

Tuesday, 14 December 2010.

short song snippet, courtesy of exam-fueled brain-bloopers:

When I was younger
I saw my pencil break
And cursed at the graph
I failed my exam
By one mark
Trying to find concavity

And I swore again at my graph
Saying I can't believe I forgot
And that was the day that I promised
I'd never sing of a limit
If it does not exist

But darling,
You, are, the point of inflection
You, are, the point of inflection
You, are, the point of inflection
You, are, the point of inflection

Maybe I know, somewhere
Deep in my soul
That math is a bitch
And we've got to find other ways
To analyze functions
Without a hitch

And I've always lived like this
Keeping a comfortable, distance
I had sworn to myself that I'm
Content with linear functions
Because not a curve was ever worth the risk

Well,
You, are, the point of inflection
You, are, the point of inflection
You, are, the point of inflection
You, are, the point of inflection~~

incomplete, haha. =)

probably not going to finish either because CALCULUS EXAM IS OVER THANK GOODNESS

{ 7:45 pm }

Sunday, 12 December 2010.

You know you're studying too hard when:

too much mugging of cellular respiration makes you think that one president was called Billular Clinton

you misread a line about religion in your history textbook, leading you to believe that believers are trying to achieve salivation

you are tired enough that both of the above seem to make sense for about ten seconds

you can't remember a time when you didn't have a headache.

;____;

{ 9:42 pm }

Thursday, 9 December 2010.

333RD POST

HALLO HALLO PEOPLE

I have been caught up in the exam rush.

Not good at all.

I am extremely stressed and tired and exhausted and with any luck will not die in the nest week.

{ 5:12 pm }

Monday, 6 December 2010.

blogging blogging blogging

my next post will be my 333rd.

today's theatre performance went quite awesomely, i am told. many smileys. not many final exams involve the teacher telling you on the day itself that you did amazingly.

although what with all the panic i left a great deal of homework to today to actually do, so.

gah.

history presentation done, history outline pretty much done, physics prac almost done, bio project not quite due yet, english project NOT DONE AT ALL.

i am not the most organised of people, as you may have noticed.

probably should not be blogging at all.

although on a happier note I am planning to bring back like 20 flavours of candy canes from the USA and distribute them to any 20-flavours-of-candy-canes-less people who might want one.

yay candy.

{ 7:16 pm }

Saturday, 4 December 2010.

i know i'm splitting hairs, that i don't even deserve what i have.

but somehow i wish that 'was' were an 'is'.

haha grammatically scary sentence.

also completely exhausted. unsmiley face. so many projects at once. 1/2 done with history, 1/3 done with bio, have not started English at all. unsmiley unsmiley unsmiley.

bio test and theatre final on Monday.

BOOOOOO.

{ 5:05 pm }