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Mar. 4th, 2002 05:40 pm./~ The room was cold but the night was freezing
The rainbow frowned when the sun was laughing
The dead man's hand had beautiful fingers
She went insane and poisoned the children ~\.
I have to resend a big email with some Engineering work in it, sort out the bank statement that's been hanging around for ages now, actually donate some of the money in my charity envelope to somewhere, and half a dozen other things. Oh, get my community service booklet sorted out (i.e. find one of the randomppl that we do it with to try and work out what dates I was around), fill in a couple of forms, try on some clothes my mother bought for me, do half a ton of maths homework, write some more LJ entries, write a couple of RP-post thingamies, eat more fruit, drink more, clean my inhalers so I don't keep coughing, muck out my folder again, and probably some other stuff I've forgotten. But I don't have time to do any of these, because tea is in, well, minus 3 minutes and I have college tonight. There's also a couple of other emails I oughta reply to and a couple of people I need to email about various things.
Oh, and wasting pens is bad. (I snapped a pen in half in Maths today, 'cos I was so frustrated about not being able to get anything right. It wasn't that I couldn't do the actual maths we were meant to be doing, it was just that I couldn't do basic arithmatic. And I was starving hungry (I never *used* to get hungry when I didn't eat at breaktime) which didn't help. And I have a cut-type-thing on the back of my ankle and didn't think of putting a plaster on it so walking around hurt. And I hit![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
enchantedmelody a bit harder than I prolly should have a couple of times, because she was annoying me merely because I was in a bad mood and she was there - sorry :-(. And I'm just generally a faliure who can't get her life together because if there are any spare hours in the day I fritter them away online doing something-or-other pointless.)
Grr, enough angry whining, I guess I'd better see where tea has gone given it was meant to be ready about seven minutes ago.
The rainbow frowned when the sun was laughing
The dead man's hand had beautiful fingers
She went insane and poisoned the children ~\.
I have to resend a big email with some Engineering work in it, sort out the bank statement that's been hanging around for ages now, actually donate some of the money in my charity envelope to somewhere, and half a dozen other things. Oh, get my community service booklet sorted out (i.e. find one of the randomppl that we do it with to try and work out what dates I was around), fill in a couple of forms, try on some clothes my mother bought for me, do half a ton of maths homework, write some more LJ entries, write a couple of RP-post thingamies, eat more fruit, drink more, clean my inhalers so I don't keep coughing, muck out my folder again, and probably some other stuff I've forgotten. But I don't have time to do any of these, because tea is in, well, minus 3 minutes and I have college tonight. There's also a couple of other emails I oughta reply to and a couple of people I need to email about various things.
Oh, and wasting pens is bad. (I snapped a pen in half in Maths today, 'cos I was so frustrated about not being able to get anything right. It wasn't that I couldn't do the actual maths we were meant to be doing, it was just that I couldn't do basic arithmatic. And I was starving hungry (I never *used* to get hungry when I didn't eat at breaktime) which didn't help. And I have a cut-type-thing on the back of my ankle and didn't think of putting a plaster on it so walking around hurt. And I hit
enchantedmelody a bit harder than I prolly should have a couple of times, because she was annoying me merely because I was in a bad mood and she was there - sorry :-(. And I'm just generally a faliure who can't get her life together because if there are any spare hours in the day I fritter them away online doing something-or-other pointless.)Grr, enough angry whining, I guess I'd better see where tea has gone given it was meant to be ready about seven minutes ago.
