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Wierd moodedly I'm here, shivering.
It's like minus 40 here and the windows have frozen over and only silver-backed owls can roam in the subzero climes in the suburban wilderness that is Leeds.
I've got cold, which means everything stops and the world revolves around my ailment. However since I'm male I have to call it flu, because a 'cold' is what women get.
I also sat my media exam in my worsened state, which makes me the most hardcore person ever to live. Being an AVCE and because we were only allowed a miniscule 8 A4 pages of notes it was perhaps the most challenging thing I've ever done.
I feel like I'm on a come-down from morphine, this is really lame.
You should all make me nice gifts and sing about how tender I am.
I'm afraid that I may be unable to post anymore for I feel I may perish soon.
Farewell, ye SR, my fond spirit lives amongst you.
It's like minus 40 here and the windows have frozen over and only silver-backed owls can roam in the subzero climes in the suburban wilderness that is Leeds.
I've got cold, which means everything stops and the world revolves around my ailment. However since I'm male I have to call it flu, because a 'cold' is what women get.
I also sat my media exam in my worsened state, which makes me the most hardcore person ever to live. Being an AVCE and because we were only allowed a miniscule 8 A4 pages of notes it was perhaps the most challenging thing I've ever done.
I feel like I'm on a come-down from morphine, this is really lame.
You should all make me nice gifts and sing about how tender I am.
I'm afraid that I may be unable to post anymore for I feel I may perish soon.
Farewell, ye SR, my fond spirit lives amongst you.
Dr. Cweek's medical advice: "Consume a large quantity of alcohol so you pass out and wake up with just a hangover"
¾
Grix Thraves wrote:
> No excuses Mr Pedantic
That's Mr. Pedantic
> No excuses Mr Pedantic
That's Mr. Pedantic
W-e-i-r-d
No excuses Mr Pedantic, and get well soon and all that
No excuses Mr Pedantic, and get well soon and all that
BUT IT'S COVERED IN SEMEN!
Here, take a bite of this apple...
Cookie, come closer fair child, for my sight is impaired.
Bring me tea and pornography to aleviate this misgotten ailment.
and we were allowed notes because OCR are slack.
Bring me tea and pornography to aleviate this misgotten ailment.
and we were allowed notes because OCR are slack.
Paradox: wrote:
> I also sat my media exam in my worsened state, which makes me the
> most hardcore person ever to live. Being an AVCE and because we were
> only allowed a miniscule 8 A4 pages of notes it was perhaps the most
> challenging thing I've ever done.
Notes in an exam?
In my day we called that cheating.
> I also sat my media exam in my worsened state, which makes me the
> most hardcore person ever to live. Being an AVCE and because we were
> only allowed a miniscule 8 A4 pages of notes it was perhaps the most
> challenging thing I've ever done.
Notes in an exam?
In my day we called that cheating.
Wierd moodedly I'm here, shivering.
It's like minus 40 here and the windows have frozen over and only silver-backed owls can roam in the subzero climes in the suburban wilderness that is Leeds.
I've got cold, which means everything stops and the world revolves around my ailment. However since I'm male I have to call it flu, because a 'cold' is what women get.
I also sat my media exam in my worsened state, which makes me the most hardcore person ever to live. Being an AVCE and because we were only allowed a miniscule 8 A4 pages of notes it was perhaps the most challenging thing I've ever done.
I feel like I'm on a come-down from morphine, this is really lame.
You should all make me nice gifts and sing about how tender I am.
I'm afraid that I may be unable to post anymore for I feel I may perish soon.
Farewell, ye SR, my fond spirit lives amongst you.
It's like minus 40 here and the windows have frozen over and only silver-backed owls can roam in the subzero climes in the suburban wilderness that is Leeds.
I've got cold, which means everything stops and the world revolves around my ailment. However since I'm male I have to call it flu, because a 'cold' is what women get.
I also sat my media exam in my worsened state, which makes me the most hardcore person ever to live. Being an AVCE and because we were only allowed a miniscule 8 A4 pages of notes it was perhaps the most challenging thing I've ever done.
I feel like I'm on a come-down from morphine, this is really lame.
You should all make me nice gifts and sing about how tender I am.
I'm afraid that I may be unable to post anymore for I feel I may perish soon.
Farewell, ye SR, my fond spirit lives amongst you.