My homework is going to kill me.
Death by Latin. Killed by a bunch of dudes who died 2000 years ago. It seems vaguely poetic.
If someone does find me dead tomorrow, tell Scarlett I do give a damn and Tiny Tim that I won't be home to make fun of him this Christmas. He'll probably be happy and dance on my corpse.
Plectrum status: the little clip thing on the chain is broken. I need to fix it.
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Thursday, 10 September 2009
Wednesday, 9 September 2009
My Theory
This is my theory: school makes me gain weight.
Here is my reasoning:
In the holidays, I will mooch around the house. No movement = no energy spent = no energy needced = not hungry = no food needed.
Or I will be in London/at a gig. In which case, excitement = overrides hunger = no food needed (annd I'll burn off loads of calories jumping up and down).
However, school goes like this:
Work = stress = running around like a headless chicken = need a way to get rid of stress. For me, that tends to be chocolate.
School makes me eat chocolate... therefore school makes me fat.
Plectrum status: asked about it by my Judo teacher. He knows who Lostprophets are.
Here is my reasoning:
In the holidays, I will mooch around the house. No movement = no energy spent = no energy needced = not hungry = no food needed.
Or I will be in London/at a gig. In which case, excitement = overrides hunger = no food needed (annd I'll burn off loads of calories jumping up and down).
However, school goes like this:
Work = stress = running around like a headless chicken = need a way to get rid of stress. For me, that tends to be chocolate.
School makes me eat chocolate... therefore school makes me fat.
Plectrum status: asked about it by my Judo teacher. He knows who Lostprophets are.
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