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Feb. 13th, 2002
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Feb. 13th, 2002 09:41 am20 years ago (1982) I was:
1. possibly some soil
2. some particles of food
3. and some particles that were already present in my parents.
15 years ago (1987) I was:
1. living in Bocking, 61 Church Street
2. reading my books at my parents' friends to impress them
3. Two, and already a nasty precocious brat.
10 years ago (1992) I was:
1. In Y2, the last year I had to deal with my worst enemy
2. Afraid I'd be kept back a year 'cos of my handwriting
3. Vaguely coding in BASIC and obsessed with Lego.
5 years ago (1997) I was:
1. In Y7, and the only child Mrs Ingle had ever heard scream in her class
2. Friends with Amy Jordan, Sophie Hammonds and Kelly (when those two were still inseperable)
3. Ignorant of the fact there was a person called Helen Cousins (that was Y8!) or Sophie Adams (although apparently she knew me)
now I am:
1. A LVIth Chessypig, and a spod
2. Totally disorganised and with really bad handwriting (nothing changes, huh?)
3. Back to the coding, but with C/C++ this time...
Five years from now I hope to:
1. Be me
2. Be happy
3. Uh, is there anything else?
1. possibly some soil
2. some particles of food
3. and some particles that were already present in my parents.
15 years ago (1987) I was:
1. living in Bocking, 61 Church Street
2. reading my books at my parents' friends to impress them
3. Two, and already a nasty precocious brat.
10 years ago (1992) I was:
1. In Y2, the last year I had to deal with my worst enemy
2. Afraid I'd be kept back a year 'cos of my handwriting
3. Vaguely coding in BASIC and obsessed with Lego.
5 years ago (1997) I was:
1. In Y7, and the only child Mrs Ingle had ever heard scream in her class
2. Friends with Amy Jordan, Sophie Hammonds and Kelly (when those two were still inseperable)
3. Ignorant of the fact there was a person called Helen Cousins (that was Y8!) or Sophie Adams (although apparently she knew me)
now I am:
1. A LVIth Chessypig, and a spod
2. Totally disorganised and with really bad handwriting (nothing changes, huh?)
3. Back to the coding, but with C/C++ this time...
Five years from now I hope to:
1. Be me
2. Be happy
3. Uh, is there anything else?
Permission to curl up and die, please?
Feb. 13th, 2002 03:31 pmItem number one: Chessypig is a waste of oxygen.
Item number two: Her period is *4 days* late. When it's normally excessively punctual. This makes her just *slightly* irritable, to say the least.
Item number three: The XF Reunion has been cancelled, which means there are some FluffyPeople she won't get to see, and getting to see other NicePeople is going to be a *lot* harder.
Item number four: The two further maths lessons that should have comprised the Chessypig's afternoon were cancelled, so she came home; only to remember that she was meant to be in an Engineering meeting. This helps confirm item number one.
Item number five: Anyone trying the 'God values you' or 'I value you' line of reasoning is likely to get their eyeballs scratched out. Yes, I know people value me. I just can't see that I'm doing anything valu*able*. I generally get over Item number one stages by identifying the cause and not thinking until the cause goes away, but it's not going away...
Item number six: *cries*
Item number two: Her period is *4 days* late. When it's normally excessively punctual. This makes her just *slightly* irritable, to say the least.
Item number three: The XF Reunion has been cancelled, which means there are some FluffyPeople she won't get to see, and getting to see other NicePeople is going to be a *lot* harder.
Item number four: The two further maths lessons that should have comprised the Chessypig's afternoon were cancelled, so she came home; only to remember that she was meant to be in an Engineering meeting. This helps confirm item number one.
Item number five: Anyone trying the 'God values you' or 'I value you' line of reasoning is likely to get their eyeballs scratched out. Yes, I know people value me. I just can't see that I'm doing anything valu*able*. I generally get over Item number one stages by identifying the cause and not thinking until the cause goes away, but it's not going away...
Item number six: *cries*
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Feb. 13th, 2002 04:57 pmMmm, my 42nd entry is private-locked (just 'cos it's a random link I wanted to bookmark more-or-less permenantly rather than a relevant entry)...