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Friday, September 12, 2003
First of all, a quick update on the Diggle and Hollis story. No, he hasn’t done it yet. ITS KILLING ME! Its like a will they? wont they? Ross and Rachel relationship. Lol, the PC has suggested I call Diggle: Giggle, Wiggle or Jiggle. I won’t even say what’s going on in my mind as I type this.
Talking of relationships. Iv had note from several people I don’t even know telling me that they think that Shyom and Nooky’s display of affection for each other is not really appreciated. In the words of Machete “He’s trying to fit his head in her mouth!” (Ps, the PC is underlining Shyom in red and telling me to call him Tim. WTF!)
Didn’t I say, aages ago, that this “eating of faces” ritual was not tolerated?! Go back to Friday 11th of July. (Further down the apge) And it was followed with a very firm CAPICHE! Do you not understand the meaning of Capiche?! (Spelling not known, pronounced Capeesh)
Anyway, moving on. Today I learnt that MYNSIL (figure it out) was actually read by people other than my close knit circle of friends. Yes, some people have been taking the words “Spread the Word” to heart and now I have a new bunch of newbie regulars. Evening *taps hat*
I gathered that now once you’ve read this, you’re probably going to think that I’m some strange, bizarre little freak of nature. Not that I'm not of course.
Get this. Yesterday, in our last lesson, Biology, we were moved to another room. Fifteen minutes in, I realised that our dear G1 member Nicodemu was not here. Lol, she’s the type to get lost ad spend an hour wandering around school like a sheep without asking for help. I asked Mrs “Osmoshish” Thomas if I could go and find her but she said that she would do it herself in a minute…….
Two hours later, at quarter past three, dear Nicodemu was not here. As Mrs Thomas went to look for her, the class burst into talk about Nicodemu’s whereabouts. We had stories of kidnap, abduction and just plain stupidity. She was here at lunch registration but had since disappeared. WE heard some weird wailing sounds coming from outside and desperately shouted through the wall (much to Mrs Thomas’ frustration) But alas, Nicodemu did not turn up.
Come Friday, we cornered Nicodemu in our first lesson. Turns out she was at an “eye doctors” all along. Whoops.
Talking of relationships. Iv had note from several people I don’t even know telling me that they think that Shyom and Nooky’s display of affection for each other is not really appreciated. In the words of Machete “He’s trying to fit his head in her mouth!” (Ps, the PC is underlining Shyom in red and telling me to call him Tim. WTF!)
Didn’t I say, aages ago, that this “eating of faces” ritual was not tolerated?! Go back to Friday 11th of July. (Further down the apge) And it was followed with a very firm CAPICHE! Do you not understand the meaning of Capiche?! (Spelling not known, pronounced Capeesh)
Anyway, moving on. Today I learnt that MYNSIL (figure it out) was actually read by people other than my close knit circle of friends. Yes, some people have been taking the words “Spread the Word” to heart and now I have a new bunch of newbie regulars. Evening *taps hat*
I gathered that now once you’ve read this, you’re probably going to think that I’m some strange, bizarre little freak of nature. Not that I'm not of course.
Get this. Yesterday, in our last lesson, Biology, we were moved to another room. Fifteen minutes in, I realised that our dear G1 member Nicodemu was not here. Lol, she’s the type to get lost ad spend an hour wandering around school like a sheep without asking for help. I asked Mrs “Osmoshish” Thomas if I could go and find her but she said that she would do it herself in a minute…….
Two hours later, at quarter past three, dear Nicodemu was not here. As Mrs Thomas went to look for her, the class burst into talk about Nicodemu’s whereabouts. We had stories of kidnap, abduction and just plain stupidity. She was here at lunch registration but had since disappeared. WE heard some weird wailing sounds coming from outside and desperately shouted through the wall (much to Mrs Thomas’ frustration) But alas, Nicodemu did not turn up.
Come Friday, we cornered Nicodemu in our first lesson. Turns out she was at an “eye doctors” all along. Whoops.
