Thank you for the music

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Sunday, 17 June 2007

I vote for Hard Rock, simply because I haven't known that it existed apart from a (very ugly) logo on (similarly very ugly) shirts until Melmel told me that we could actually eat stuff from there.

And for the mugging updates:

Believe it or not, I actually attempted econs for a grand total of an hour. And made very pretty notes on the first chapter. They're available in Arial Narrow, bold and normal. x) And I did NOT concentrate more on how the notes looked than what the notes are about. Why would you think that of me?

Chem is about covalent bonds with an ionic nature, that I've decided to name 'julies' cause 'julie' means pretty and that's pretty ironic. And weird trigonal planar shapes, and I hence conclude that atoms are pretty confused thingos since they 1) can't decide on a fixed shape and 2) can't decide on a fixed name. And my braincells obviously do not reside in areas of electron density. Stares.

And since I have sufficiently confused just about half the people here, I shall go on to lit, which is a huge soap opera consisting of angsty, deprived poets, tall handsome men with a fine noble mien and smouldering eyes and little girls that prance around and unwitting doing everything she promised she wouldn't do. Sigh love is blind.

Maths is, naturally, an infinite set of notes that has yet to integrate into my mind.

And people for our outing please bring all necessary materials, including but not limited to whipped cream and strawberries. Cameras are compulsory to take down

1) bel's face when she sees the *cough*
2) cat's face just so that we can laugh at her
3) gen's face when she crosses her eyes cause I just know she'll do that.
4) mel's face when she does the diao face.
5) brendy's face when she rolls her eyes (duh)
6) lickie's face when she does the triangular eyes

And we can send them all to America's Funniest Home Videos to vy for the first or something.

Oh, and brains are optional, just in case some people coughbelcough are unable to find theirs in time for the outing.

Lichen was reightarded