My head is MEANT to be hurting, right?

well, make this brief and cover two days in about 6 sentences, or do the drawn out slog of a blog. what do you mean you only want six sentences? screw you. i get payed by the word.

having said that, the title is not just some random song lyric, or phrase, or some obscure private joke. my head hurts in the special way it hurts when it's trying to communicate to me it wants to lie down with it's eyes closed and press the human version of Ctrl alt delete. so i'm only going to do this in a vauge chronological order for when i remember stuff i've missed out as i go along. fun for you, because it'll make less sense.

well, tuesday. i beleive the bus was packed again. they should really use a bigger bus for the number 52. at least in the morning. the word sardines, or london underground, or some similar such comparison comes to mind. so the bus journey is really sucking. and not in the good way. first thing tuesday morning i probably have english lit, and we got this chunky ass book of robert brownings poems. the two poems of his we analysed (badly) in class were dodgy, (lots of literature seems to be dodgy. it figures, since really, lots of people are dodgy) but they could have been worse. then i had a free, and i can't really remember much of what happened, but i beleive i was talking to andy and dave and alex, and probably one of the new richards. i had a period of history after that, stuff about politics and not even any interesting stuff like the gunboat diplomacy (/sigh) but oh well. after break was computing, and it was spent doing practical, i think mainly numerical stuff.

lunch was lunch. do i really need to mention the park, my now standard liquid lunch, the frisbee? i can't really remember much else so thats all you're getting. and then comm studies, more stuff about.. communication :) and there was this bit abut handshakes. i later tried the dominant handshake on andy and he didn't fight it or anything so i win (woo)

err.. this is where it gets even more blurry. i probably went on the PC when i got home, checked some stuffs, etc. i think i went to bed pretty early, but was rudely awoken somthing like an hour later, complaining all the way, to get rid of a huge spider which was scaring the mittens out of my sisters/mother. i had to have dinner after that, pizza. and i figure i floated around after that, my dads sort of trying to get our PC to recognise the new drives, and failing, and taking the PC apart, and putting it back together, and discovering he has parts he hasn't put back in (ok, not really. i hope not, anyway)

ah. and at some point i fell asleep (bliss!) but then, i woke up again (why does that always have to happen?) to go to school. i almost rolled over and went back to sleep, but i decided given the choice i'd do that every day, and i can't go doing that every day.. so i didn't. i think the bus was less packed today, but i still had to stand..

i bought a six pack of kick in tescos. i then realised i had no room in my bag. thank god for blazer pockets! anyway. registration happened, then assembly and history sort of failed to happen, because barry was preparing for the prospective parents evening. i volunteered my AMAZING ICT skills to help (what do you mean i only got a C? dude, that coursework was done completely in two days, and it was like 60% of the mark. so stfu) and i spent the lesson making a pretty post telling people about the percentage of A* students in history a-level etc etc. and comm studies was mainly learning stuff about models (no, we're not talking FHM, go back to sleep) and then starting to work on a roleplay. i get to pretend to be a drunk driver next lesson! woo

arr. break, coke, PSHE, forms, jonny, gillis, and kelly volunteering to do heavy lifting... ¬_¬ just no.. then computing, and we started earning some stuff about programing graphics! i was surprised by this cos i was looking for it in the textbook. it was cool. matt got distracted by the pretty colours. and then there was park-ing and frisbee-ing, and the frisbee was almost stolen but it was saved from the evil clutches of "those other guys" and returned to safety. i tried to auction of ABLs phone/Ipod, but jonny stole the ipod, and then ABL noticed i wasn't looking after his stuff so much as messing with it.

fencing was tiring. i managed to get told off lots! woo! and so forth. dave wanted to hit me with.. i mean teach me how to use the sabres, but he was foiled. heh. and stuff. then japanese sorta happened, and um. yes! i went to the bus station with alex and vicki. after vicki went off on her bus we were accosted by that katy girl who probably goes to cadets (i was supposed to be paying attention because..?) and a short while later some other floyd students.. one of whom claimed to know me through my older sister.. but i was stumped. STUMPED I TELL THEE!

anyway. walked home, felt like collapsing (although i should point out i felt like collapsing pretty much since the start (yes, not the end) of fencing. but after a cup of tea, i completely failed to collapse. i eventually got round to lieroing, and in a best out of 5 i beat andy! and then me and andy did a team deathmatch against jonny, matt and alex. and we took off the max kills! god, it was good to finally get more than 20 kills again. i got somthing like 37 at the end, winning it for me and andy, cos he died a little before i killed jonny/alex. on his last life, matt killed himself :D

and then i wrote this. then i wrote that sentence back there. and that one.

ok i'll stop that now

So there's my 2546 Cents. i give ya more than just 2, i do.

EDIT: oh, and i nearly forgot. on the way home today, i saw another squirrel. mining for gold in siberia my ass! more like digging for dirt in aylesbury!