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[tammaiya]

Feel mildly depressed. Don't really know why. Would write something in a therepeutic fashion, but I don't have time. Perhaps that's why I'm depressed? Too much schoolwork. A possibility.

Canberran friendslist at large: when are you going home from AnimeAU? Each of you, personally. I would really like to know, as this knowledge is imperative to my procuring permission to attend.

Back to my English Oral of Absolute Pain. Maybe I should be writing my Japanese oral? Oh well. Should've worked harder earlier.

Even though I was working. On history notes. *sigh*

Just as a final mention, I would like to say I am afraid of all 4 of my 4 last assessment pieces for this term. Maths, I am convinced that I have forgotten the work on integral calculus what with all these matrices. English, I fucked up my last oral and got a B. Japanese, I NEVER do well on orals. And History in-class essays? Ditto the Japanese oral.

Never mind, I guess.

Comments

[izumihydra.livejournal.com]

ASSESSMENT SUCKS.
so you get *pat*

and i shall be leaving animeau whenever it is over, or when everyone else leaves. but i'm sure that's not at all helpful. ^_^

[tammaiya.livejournal.com]

Well, it might be... would that likely be around 8 pm? Because I'm trying to persuade my mother that staying until the end will not result in my being raped, abducted, murdered, etc.

[izumihydra.livejournal.com]

ummm... probably later? i've been told there's a j-rock band there for a dance party, and i'd say that'll go later than 8pm. but i'll be there with my car until everyone's gone, if that'll comfort her fear?

[tammaiya.livejournal.com]

Perhaps. She was all, "ooh, Manning-Clark, it's hard to pick people up from there. And it'll be DARK by then. How big will the group be?"

... I really wish my mother wasn't so paranoid.

[ryokophoenix.livejournal.com]

The group shall be LLLLLLLAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGEEEEEEEEE.
*glares at those who are still considering the possibility of coming but arent sure*

[tammaiya.livejournal.com]

At 8? Cause I asked if I could go, and Mum is tossing up. It's likely that if I can't stay for the whole thing I'll be able to go for part of it, though. <- (school work. *hates assessment*)

[ashen_key]

I'm leaving around eight.

And, um, you're screwed on the history? Shiv, darling, I have no notes. None.

[tammaiya.livejournal.com]

My problem is not so much the notes. (Except for the part where they're driving me insane.)

My problem is that I suck at history in-classes, and am always frightfully irrelevent and sometimes don't finish and just generally suck.

... more to the point, my problem is that I have a phobia of them. ^^;

Also, will you come on MSN? Pleeeeeeeeeeeease? Just for a little bit?

[ryokophoenix.livejournal.com]

I HAVE NO NOTES *AND* I SUCK!
Bow before me as your queen. *points at ground*

[tammaiya.livejournal.com]

Hee! I can't believe we all have no notes.

Wait, we're all lazy procrastinating geeks...

Yes I can, never mind. *grin*

[izumihydra.livejournal.com]

i have no notes EITHER!!!!
but i shall before wednesday. i hope.
*fears slightly*

[tammaiya.livejournal.com]

I think we all have this hope. Er. But the difference comes in whether this is likely to happen or not... *eyes orals dubiously* *begins to fear MORE*

[minkhollow]

::hugs::

[schiarire.livejournal.com]

A B in your scary-ass soopah hard school is failing since...when, exactly? Oh, your standards, your standards, I am so scared of them.

I know what you mean about history in-classes. Finishing? Pshaw! For the weak.

Rather suspect you'll not only do fine and dandy but will actually achieve the academic equivalent of a Beau Brummell, myself...

Which doesn't mean there cannot be comforting hugs oh, butt out, ye stupid Pacific and snippets and bad jokes and such.

In fact, here, have a bad American joke.

A man died and arrived at the pearly gates. Oddly enough, they were covered in clocks.
"Dude, what's with the clocks?"
It transpired that there was a clock for each human life and that the hands turned whenever the human in question told a big fat lie of sinful doom.
He was taken to see several famous clocks, mostly belonging to famous people who didn't do much lying, like Abraham Lincoln. Clocks with rusty ol' hands from disuse.
He asked about George Bush's clock-where was it?
"Oh," said St Peter, "That. It's in Jesus' office. He's using it as a ceiling fan."

And the only others I can remember now are of the Why Did The Little Boy Bring a Ladder to School (because he wanted to go to high school, har har, not) variety, so I will be shutting up now.

Except for:

Good luck, you.

[tammaiya.livejournal.com]

Eeeeeeee! *cracks up* I love you. You rock. Seriously, one day there will BE no ocean (er, I mean, there WILL be, but we'll be on the same side of it...) and THEN there will definitely be hugs. Also, snippets? *appreciates* Especially of the kinky girl-sex variety.

[schiarire.livejournal.com]

Yes. Cough. I will be writing that snippet shortly. I think.

[schiarire.livejournal.com]

Also:

Oh my God, I went to sleep on you, I am a badbad person who listens to crazy new schools of thought like "People with more than four hours of sleep do better on exams" instead of actually studying for said exams.

Shame!

I is sorreeee.

[tammaiya.livejournal.com]

Hee! Don't feel sorry, I understand your need for sleep. I'm glad you got some for once, even. Speaking of which, did it go better what with all the, y'know, sleep?

[schiarire.livejournal.com]

No.

[corialis.livejournal.com]

*hugs and happy non-academic vibes*

[tammaiya.livejournal.com]

Yay! *luxuriates in Cori's very presence which in reality is on the other side of the
shut up, common sense! THE INTERNET IS REALITY*