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I'll scatter your plots.
I’m shipping scatterplots now. That’s what fandom and maths revision have done to my brain. I don’t even know how that works.
NaNoWriMo has taken a backseat, unfortunately.
That means I’m about 10 000 words behind (I’ve tried, I’ve tried, but goddamn it if I’m going to fail my exams because of my character angsting). I figure school ends after legal exam, so I’m safe.
Also, it is SO HARD not to go back and edit what I’ve written so far. SO SO HARD, because I self-edit a billion times. But I have to soldier on and be a happy little Vegemite. 50 000 is going to be cake, if I don’t get distracted.
HOLY SCHOOLIES WEEK. Write-ins are welcomed, but I imagine I’ll probably be watching way too much TV to be healthy (DOCTOR WHO AT MIDNIGHT, WATCHING MIDNIGHT /aren’t we clever clogs).
I think it might be insane, but...
I am 99% sure that Read My Mind by the Killers is about Harry Potter.
Just hear me out before you break out the pitchforks. Look at the lyrics:
The good old days, the honest man
The restless heart, the Promised Land
A subtle kiss that no one sees
A broken wrist and a big trapeze
My insane explanation:
Pre-Voldemort rising times, Alberforth
Sirius Black, Hogwarts
could either be Hermione kissing Harry’s head in movie!GoF, or Harry/Ginny kiss in movie!HBP (though that really wasn’t subtle…)
Harry’s bones in his arm are removed, and well, you could say that all of the series was one big trapeze ride for Harry
Yeah, this is what I do instead of maths revision. Die, histograms, die!
Graduation
- Mama: So, how long till you can throw away your school hat?
- Me: I don't know. Two weeks, tops.
- Mama: And your graduation cap? When do you get those?
- Me: We don't get them. At all.
- Mama: (pause) Weren't you going to make them? Like Laurance did for pre-school?
- Me: Well, that was my initial idea. I wanted to do the whole cheesy American thing and throw mine in the air.
- Mama: I'd rather you throw it in Mrs. Hockey's face.
Being Human
- Seth: Piss off, before I call the others.
- Annie: Well, can we leave a message?
- Seth: What the cock is that?
- Annie: I'm a ghost, actually.
- Seth: Get out. Can you, like, move things about and walk from one room to another?
- George: Yeah, I'm pretty sure everyone can do that.
SparkFun Electronic’s mechanical engineer Casey came across this oversize belt buckle. You’re probably asking yourself how you change tracks on this thing, right? Well thanks to an on-board accelerometer, you’ll just need to do a little pelvic thrust to jump to the next tune. And if you really get your groove on, a tri-color LED gets to blinking when you do your badass dance moves
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Pet Fish Soap
This may look just like the bag that you carry home from the pet store, but don’t be fooled…this plastic goldfish is not swimming in water, it’s embedded in clear, glycerin soap shaped like “water in a bag”. Tied with an orange ribbon. Tangerine-grapefruit scent.
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I just saw the pic and went “:O the poor fishies!” and then read the description. If that isn’t an incentive to wash your hands, I don’t know what is.
(via wrongsideofthebed)
LOL. BRILLIANT :)
I should not read ONTD in class.
I’m trying so hard not to laugh at comments on things, failing miserably. Woahhhh, aren’t I the rebel?
Last day of proper school ever tomorrow.
Then it’s two exams, and then the final week (basically graduation and parties - and FORMAL).
I am so not ready for this.
"I get the feeling we’re so misdirected
I get the feeling we have lost control
Till then I’ll turn you to the new religion
We’re dropping out into the so unknown"
Drop Out - The So Unknown, Jack’s Mannequin
"I heard he wrote you a song
But so what?
Some guy wrote sixty-nine and one just aint enough"
Popular Mechanics for Lovers, Beulah
GO ALCOPOP!
My horse of choice in this year’s Melbourne Cup.
(via fuckyeahpixarmovies)
This short - or whatever it is - is seriously the cutest thing. Even my Dad aww’d at it.
