Failure to have a very nice day

(draw a card)
Playing Mao online is almost pointless. The deck'd run out quicker than the game.
Speaking - draw a card.
Oh, shut up, we're not playing Mao.
And since when have I been plural?
As the joke goes, the only people sort-of allowed to use singular "we" are royalty, pregnant women and multiple personality disorder sufferers, so which am I? I should hope none of the above.
Hmm. You, dear reader, shall have to work hard to shift the debris of my mental processes aside to glean any useful information (or not) about what happened to-day.
And no, I am not high. I'm a rollercoaster with a high potential energy.
Hmm, I suddenly feel like downloading "Not Fair" by Lily Allen from bandit.fm because I have so much credit left from all the chip packets I ate. Which is like a bell curve in the middle of a flat line parallel to zero.
OK, I'm just high (or low) enough to attempt cheering myself up by aeroplaning up the stairs and, you know.
Looks like I'm in the usual all-time low mode tonight. At least the past few weeks have been a fun social experiment. Not that I was recording data. You know, being cheerful for a bit.
Science? Who said anything about K________ being bad? The stuff I've heard about T's teacher is even WORSE. Yes, really.
Also, I've kinda given up on trying to be weird. I'M JUST THE [CENSORED] AVERAGE HERE. I just wanted to be special. No, not in the B(oard)OS way.
Why are you crying? No, I don't know why I'm crying. Sometimes it happens.
Why is the Internet so slow? I dunno, is it copper cables we have out here?
And in Ag, people pulled Kenny's hair for no apparent reason. And Kenny and Shelley and Jim and I were playing 1 1/2 games of Big 2. Mhmm. *nods head emphatically*
And I got 21/30 and Han got 14/30, so we're all happy. Except for Jim, who was one mark shy of 25/30, and possibly Shelley, who lost half a mark on something about record keeping.
But still.
Maths? Nothing much, except Ashley probably didn't feel too comfortable under the microscope today. I dunno.
Sport, it was alright. Being mobbed isn't too pleasant, though. And getting a ball kicked RIGHT IN THE SHOULDER just before the final whistle isn't too pleasant, either. At least we didn't get pwnt epically, we lost 1-0.
What do I eat, what do I eat?
Oh, and if you were wondering, I ended up having those weird noodles that come all wound up. Bit hard to explain. And then more Neapolitan ice cream.
Phys Olympiad was almost OK, even though Mr K______ said that this was all easy.
Then again, this is exactly the sort of stuff covered in, ooh, what was it, Chapter 7 of Science Focus 4?
Well, that was good procrastination(!)

Aujourd'hui, c'est presque le fin de semaine.

Well, I guess I've never had a post on grade sport before today. BUT I'M NOW PRO ENOUGH TO PLAY GRADE SPORT DURING BOTH SEASONS YAYY!!!!!
Well, I got into the Soccer 15's team by default. It was a fluke, I swear!
On a different topic, if you've seen my lappy today, you'll noticed I stuck a table of alt-codes on it. You know, for special characters and all.
Wait, you can just type Unicode‽
Damn, it doesn't work. 
Anyway, the only comment I've had was from Han, who said it was awesome, but how was I going to read it with the screen up? (Answer: turn the lappy around. It's not like it's upside down when you open the screen.)
And as an added bonus, the "Lenovo" now reads "le", the rest being obscured,
The table is there to stay! (Hey, at least it's unique.)
What happened yesterday? Geo assessment task was freaking easy (at least I must have learned something while dozing my way through it), Anzac service was...meh (who cares about the exact details of how they repatriated (you can use that word, you know) the guy who now occupies the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier?) and the rest of the day was alright. At least we didn't have a French test, we had the same sub as on Monday. And according to Beatrice, since we don't have school on Friday and Monday, the earliest the test could be would be next Friday.
OMFG FINISH COOKING ALREADY MUM I REALLY WANT TO EAT NOW.
Anyway, when I got home, Mum and 'Sandra had to go swimming, so I got on the computer, with the intention of finishing off my Geo sheet (oops.) and ended up ... doing absolutely nothing constructive whatsoever.
And then I got sent to do homework, but I was like, "I can't work in this room, it's got too much stuff!"
So then it took me two hours to throw out almost all my newspapers, and then another two hours to sort out the stuff worth keeping into categories. Then it took me one hour to go to bed and it was like, 3 am.
And then Mum came in the morning and piled all the stuff up.
FREAKING HELL, JUST LET ME TIDY UP MY ROOM ON MY OWN, DAMMIT!
And then I woke up, looked at the time and was like, why didn't the alarm wake me up? WTF?
I'd SPECIFICALLY set the alarm to wake me up so that I could have a shower AND have time to do Maths.
And then I went to school, nothing much happened (thank God) and then Phys was cancelled, then went home, had a short nap (don't ask where), had a shower, then got on the computer, then now.
NOOOOO THERE'S STAINS ON THE ALT-CODE TABLE ON MY LAPPY BECAUSE I SNEEZED ON IT.