I guess now that everyone is back from camp, the holidays are officially over, although that's no reason for you to take off your party hat, remove any piercings, and for me especially, to collect the money that Hillary's mum owes you.
But be nice. No compound interest. =D
But the FACTS are, there is a MF load of work to be done and it builds up faster than a construction site fueled by communist slavery. Apparently according to our principal we all have the capability to do well, but from my point of view, some people have an intellectual range of a teaspoon. And no, not a infinitely large teaspoon, but a regulation teaspoon, if such a standard exists for cutlery.
Possibly the worst part is getting mauled by domestic household cougars or vicious biodegradable plastic matter after we get our IB results back.
Evidently, 40% of the grade will faint upon seeing the exam questions, 35% will end up puking at their own ignorance and the remaining 25% will gouge their own eyes out with the blunt end of McDonalds 'Guess Who' game.
If one thing life has taught me... no wait, two things.
1) Lazy-ness pays of now, and
2) Windows has less functionality than an invisible traffic light. That is, to us non-psychic population
And just as a question. How many of you checked that those percentages before added to 100?
And as for all us asians forced to study med or equivalent, UMAT is approaching. I've said this before, but there are some similarities when it comes to science fiction and UMAT questions.
For example, I finish reading and think, "Well that's not going to happen".
There are of course, plenty of old standby's. E.g. Fruit Picking/Packing/Pucking/Pecking/Pocking?, Gypsy, Retail Salesman, Taxi Driver, Arts Degree or QUT.
I'm surprised really that my mum hasn't taken up a job as an olympic level racist.
You will be potentially happy (but most likely nonchalant) about the fact that I have more than 40c in my bank account. That of course, will be immediately recitified, but I thought I'd just record it down so later on at some point I can mock my own incompetency by ramming a chair into Akio's legs. If that is a logical thought sequence. hrm. *Ticks invisible checkbox*
Aaaaanywho, I will stop typing and jab at the mountain of work to be done. And naturally by jab, I mean "remain oblivious to".
But be nice. No compound interest. =D
But the FACTS are, there is a MF load of work to be done and it builds up faster than a construction site fueled by communist slavery. Apparently according to our principal we all have the capability to do well, but from my point of view, some people have an intellectual range of a teaspoon. And no, not a infinitely large teaspoon, but a regulation teaspoon, if such a standard exists for cutlery.
Possibly the worst part is getting mauled by domestic household cougars or vicious biodegradable plastic matter after we get our IB results back.
Evidently, 40% of the grade will faint upon seeing the exam questions, 35% will end up puking at their own ignorance and the remaining 25% will gouge their own eyes out with the blunt end of McDonalds 'Guess Who' game.
If one thing life has taught me... no wait, two things.
1) Lazy-ness pays of now, and
2) Windows has less functionality than an invisible traffic light. That is, to us non-psychic population
And just as a question. How many of you checked that those percentages before added to 100?
And as for all us asians forced to study med or equivalent, UMAT is approaching. I've said this before, but there are some similarities when it comes to science fiction and UMAT questions.
For example, I finish reading and think, "Well that's not going to happen".
There are of course, plenty of old standby's. E.g. Fruit Picking/Packing/Pucking/Pecking/Pocking?, Gypsy, Retail Salesman, Taxi Driver, Arts Degree or QUT.
I'm surprised really that my mum hasn't taken up a job as an olympic level racist.
You will be potentially happy (but most likely nonchalant) about the fact that I have more than 40c in my bank account. That of course, will be immediately recitified, but I thought I'd just record it down so later on at some point I can mock my own incompetency by ramming a chair into Akio's legs. If that is a logical thought sequence. hrm. *Ticks invisible checkbox*
Aaaaanywho, I will stop typing and jab at the mountain of work to be done. And naturally by jab, I mean "remain oblivious to".
