Archive for March, 2006

Fleur De Lys

March 29, 2006

There's a group in my school called the Fleur De Lys. Made up of sixth formers, they organise wacky events to raise money for charity. This week is their week. The Fleur De Lys week.

Every day this week we have some sort of odd event to raise money. Today, for example, was non-uniform, and also hat day. So, with the spirit of the day, I came in wearing casual clothes and a hard hat. Despite my hard-hat wearing being solely in the interests of charity and fun, some arsehole in my class decided it would be a great idea to slam his hand down on my head, causing me permanent brain damage. He claimed to be "just testing" whether or not my hat could protect me from a large force acting on my head. It seems fairly obvious that it can, as that's what it's made for. It did not, however, mean that it didn't hurt. Because it fucking well did. And when I told him so? He did it again. And when I asked him politely to stop? He did it again. And when I shouted "FUCK OFF" at him? He did it again, only fucking harder, the cunt. And when I hit him in the head with the hat? I'll just say he stopped. So that was that.

Excuse my abundance of swearing, but it really annoys me.

Anyway, tomorrow we get to buy slaves for the day (sixth form students) and get them to go and buy pizza. Yay.

Yesterday…

March 22, 2006

Yesterday I declared Tuesday a national day of celebration. I exchanged merry Tuesday cheer with friends and shouted “Merry Tuesday!” at passers-by.

Yesterday was also House Drama. Very dramatic. Our house lost, of course, as we always do.

Yesterday was also the day when the Germans arrived. German exchange students. I shot down their plane. Well, I almost did, until somebody noticed I had an anti-aircraft gun. They wouldn’t even believe it was for research. After being severely beaten for my anti-aircraft antics and my alluring abuse of alliteration, I returned to base just in time to see that they had landed on British soil. I shot a couple of them down, or like to think I did, but they were too strong and broke through anyway. I wished them a Merry Tuesday and allowed them to get on with what they were doing. Well, when I say “allowed”, I mean I was forcibly restrained.

I don’t have a German partner. They wouldn’t let me have one since what happened last year in the Black Forest area. I’ll get those Nazis back for stealing my box of sunshine and joy.

Yesterday was also the day I discovered the true meaning of Japan. Ugh. However, going to Japan would be SO FUN. I must go one day to prove my manhood and find out if I really HAVE got bigger breasts than a Japanese woman. Except they’re not really breasts. More “definitions of character”. My left definition of character is sagging a bit. Maybe I should… never mind.

Today was boring as boringness. Again my attempts to defend my country from invading Germans was foiled. People kept trying to grab my definitions of character. I keep making stuff up. Today is my official “making stuff up” day. It was also when elephants fell from the sky and ate some buckets of green bread. As I said, boring.

Tomorrow I will see a play. During schooltime. It’s called Macbeth, and involves some Scottish bloke killing lots of people because he’s been told by some ugly bitch that he’ll be King. Then some other Scottish bloke comes along and kills him. And this Scottish bloke’s Scottish son dies, saying after he does so: “He has killed me mother!” Best. Line. Ever. And the original Scottish bloke’s Scottish wife, who is quite the whore, jumps out a window and goes splat. On the ground. But of course, Macbeth couldn’t care less. He just says something stupid like “She should have died hereafter.” What the hell is that supposed to mean? “Hey, your wife is dead.” “Aw, damnit, that should have happened later.” “Shit. Hey, Lady Macbeth, you got the wrong cue.”

I’m psychotic, and you know it, bitch. You do not want to look into my mind, as doing so would scar you for ever. EVER.

And I need sleep. DON’T YOU EVER TELL ME I NEED SLEEP. But I do. NO I FUCKING DON’T. But-. I like that head, do I?

I could go on and on and on, but my psychiatrist would get angry.

Nothing particularly interesting.

March 7, 2006

Nothing much has happened since my last update. I’m watching my blog go downhill as I speak.

I have, however, DONE MORE WORK ON THE SITE. In the form of a scripting engine. Well, I haven’t coded it, but it’s planned. Planned, as in with a plan. Not just an excuse for not producing anything. Not at all.

The wordpress fonts are too big! Stick to standard sizes please.

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I also discovered the quite cool song Rosa Helikopter. However it has 12 year old girls singing it and that kind of ruined it to me. I also discovered the song ‘Walking round in Women’s Underwear’ which is a parody of ‘Winter Wonderland’ and is quite funny. Yeah.

Also, my webhosting at ptcgonline.co.uk is going to be killed next month, which means no place to dump my stuff :(. It also means I won’t be able to build my new RPG there.

Boring indeed.