*random update*
Jul. 27th, 2004 08:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tammaiyaWell, it's finished. 12,348 words, a lot of angst and darkness and crossdressing and dodginess later. I think there is definitely some shoddiness there, and the plan buggered off for a smoke at around the 8000 mark, the bastard. Anyway, I continued on regardless, and when the plan finally came back right near the end it was all "D00d, that was not meant to happen."
Well, it's not MY fault.Okay so it is. Shhh. Damn thing wrote itself entirely seperate of anything I wanted.
Today was a very non labour-intensive day at school. IT was IT, Maths... was Maths, and English was spent discussing the homosexual subtext of Othello.
No, really.
So anyway, after we discussed Iago, Mrs Thompson decided that Cassio is a sensitive new-age guy, and many queer eye jokes were cracked.
Now, keep in mind that when Mrs Thompson asks for readers, she says things like "Who wants to be a famous governer when they leave school?"
We went back to reading the text, and I waited patiently for Cassio to appear.
Me: I want to be a sensitive new age man when I leave school!
Class: *cracks up*
One of the girls on the other side of the classroom: You were waiting for that, weren't you.
Me: *smugly* Damn STRAIGHT, I was!
Victoria: Oh, I thought I heard you sniggering quietly.
Mwahahahaha. Hah. Anyway, then there was that Motivational Media Presentation, which was CRAP (and consisted of pop music, trite morals, navy propaganda, and gratuitous attempts to depress us into not doing anything stupid) and then we left early to see King Arthur.
Good way to end the day, really.
Well, it's not MY fault.
Today was a very non labour-intensive day at school. IT was IT, Maths... was Maths, and English was spent discussing the homosexual subtext of Othello.
No, really.
So anyway, after we discussed Iago, Mrs Thompson decided that Cassio is a sensitive new-age guy, and many queer eye jokes were cracked.
Now, keep in mind that when Mrs Thompson asks for readers, she says things like "Who wants to be a famous governer when they leave school?"
We went back to reading the text, and I waited patiently for Cassio to appear.
Me: I want to be a sensitive new age man when I leave school!
Class: *cracks up*
One of the girls on the other side of the classroom: You were waiting for that, weren't you.
Me: *smugly* Damn STRAIGHT, I was!
Victoria: Oh, I thought I heard you sniggering quietly.
Mwahahahaha. Hah. Anyway, then there was that Motivational Media Presentation, which was CRAP (and consisted of pop music, trite morals, navy propaganda, and gratuitous attempts to depress us into not doing anything stupid) and then we left early to see King Arthur.
Good way to end the day, really.
