this is a section of edgar allan poe's short story 'the tell tail heart' i hope u find it as amusing as i did...
"when i had made an opening sufficient for my head....and then i thrust in my head. oh you would have laughted to see how cunningly i thrust it in i moved it slowly, very, very slowely so that i wouldnt disturb the old mans sleep. It took me an hour to place my hole head within the opening so far that i could see him as he lay upon his bed. Ha!"
this is a section of edgar allan poe's short story 'the tell tail heart' i hope u find it as amusing as i did...
"when i had made an opening suffisiont for my head....and then i thrust in my head. oh you would have laughted to see how cunningly i thrust it in i moved it slowly, very, very slowely so that i wouldnt disturb the old mands sleep. It took me an hour to place my hole head within the opening so far that i could see him as he lay upon his bed. Ha!"
was caught throwin rubber across the classroom today she told me to right a letter of why it was immature to throw rubbers across the class this is what i put...Throwing pieces of eraser is a silly and immature thing to do because, if I throw too many pieces or rubber and they all land in a big pile they could be dangerous as someone might fall on them and land on a nail on the floor poking both there eyes out as the person rolled over and the nail hit the other eye, this is also a silly thing to do as I am not taking in consideration to how hard the cleaners work, and that my actions of throwing the bits of rubber across the classroom might cause them to have to work later then they should, which may as a result cause them many family troubles and cause them to severe drinking and depression to which the government will have to give the cleaners many pills which will cost the government a lot of money which intern may lead to the government having to put up the taxes, this happening will make those who can barley afford to pay there taxes at the moment having no money and starving to death so just because of my stupid actions of throwing a tiny piece of rubber across the classroom may cause the death and severe depression of hundreds of thousands of people across the UK and intern this may cause there family’s to become depressed which may spread across the hole world and before we all know it the whole world will become depressed and this is all because I threw the tiniest bit of rubber across Mrs Caldecote’s class. Or I might just hit someone in the eye which will hurt for a while. And cause me to get in a bit of trouble which to me will be the end of the world, and we don’t want that do we?
Throwing rubber is iresponcible and rubbers can cost quite a bit, here is some research: at ASDA a rubber will cost 75 pence however comparing this to the same rubber which cost 79 pence at WHSmith, we have now uncovered a scandle. Any hoo the morel of this report is that asda is cheaper than WHSmith.
my girfriend farted on my leg i cant believe it and it smelt
i am so annoyed my g/f (abby)'s dad last night said that i had brought FLEAS in his house, he doesnt even have fleas in his bloody house im so annyed i new he hated me but thats just not fair
ok school for the past two years have given me maths first period on monday.....why
im sad now :( abby went home and i miss her sooo much :(:(:(:(:( schools messed everything up
Alex Parker
“The Light Fantastic”
Inspired by Terry Pratchett
As the day drew on, and the weather began to reflect Rincewind’s mood decidedly unpleasant! Twoflower’s relentless optimism began to irritate Rincewind almost as much as the near starvation & incessant rain they had suffered for what seemed an eternity. In fact the only positive things that had happened to our intrepid duo that day had been their chance encounter with Swires the gnome (and that was what he was despite not fully satisfying Twoflower’s rather idyllic criteria.) and that they had not yet faced certain death that day, whose increasingly regular appearances were becoming of growing concern to Rincewind if not the blissfully ignorant Twoflower.
Rincewind wrapped the remnants of his cloak around him as they continued to trudge after Swires, trying his level best to ignore even the best efforts of the trees to engage him in conversation a very disconcerting feature of even an enchanted forest. Especially annoying was the fact that the large majority of the forest kept telling Rincewind of their aspirations to become furniture, just like Luggage. Luggage, Twoflower’s personal walking suitcase, walked with a swagger, and occasionally rubbed up against the more complimentary trees. Of course, Twoflower was overwhelmed at the idea of Enchanted trees, trying to engage with them in conversation.
Rincewind shook his head. “They certify people who talk to trees. I hear that the asylum in Ankh-Morpork is looking for new guests like you.”
Twoflower stopped his chatter with the old oak with dreams of tablehood. “What’s that? You never showed me the asylum. Sounds quaint.”
“Oh yes, you’d fit right in. I’ll take you there when we get back… If they’ve rebuilt it, of course.” Rincewind hissed.
“Oh, I must get a picture. I do wish I could’ve afforded that audiograph back in the Agatean Empire.”
Rincewind sighed. Clearly his wit was lost on the tourist. It appeared that he was talking to the ecosystem again. The imp popped out of the device in Twoflower’s hands. “Now, you be careful how many pictures you take here,” he moaned, “I’ve only got a limited supply of green. And we’re still out of pink.”
Twoflower looked bemused “Well, can’t you improvise?”
“I could if you’d get me something suitable” the Imp replied.
Twoflower was off into the tree-line, rooting around in the brambles. Treading on a bit of root, one annoyed Elm yelped “Ouch, mind who’s feet you’re treading on.” Twoflower was mortified. “Oh… I’m so sorry, really.”
“Try further in, you’ll find a moss suitable for the purpose. It gives a lovely deep green sap.”
Thanking the tree profusely, he called to Rincewind for help, disappearing further into the forest. Rincewind shrugged, and muttering to himself, followed, luggage in tow.
Twoflower entered a clearing, Rincewind just behind him, where he saw the moss on the other side. Racing over into the centre of the clearing, Twoflower disappeared as the ground gave way. The wizard and the Luggage dashed off to see what trouble the tourist had gotten into this time, when Rincewind tripped over the Luggage and went sliding into the pit.
Hanging off a root, Rincewind spotted Twoflower on the other side of the pit, in the same situation. Above Twoflower’s head, the Luggage could be seen peering into the hole, shrugged his lid, and settled down on the forest floor.
Standing on the jagged rocks below, the far too familiar figure of Death, scythe in hand, looked up at the wizard. Checking his wrist mounted hourglass, and looking more impatient than a grinning skull should be able to, he sighed.
“YOU AGAIN? WILL YOU HURRY UP, NOT ALL OF US HAVE THE TIME TO HANG AROUND ALL DAY.”
im very very tired i think ill goto bed...
good day :)
ive just worked from 12-5.33 doing macbeth essay, bioligy coursework, geography coursework and physics homework...i cant do my history coursework cuz ive 'misplaced' the booklet thingy :| im tired now :(
im baaaaaaack..if u noticed i was gone...and i got a cold
bye bye 4 a couple of days im going to llllllllllllll
woo its nice to b back afta nto being able to get on 4ages!!! doin cwk now tho :(
so 4my b'day i got...errr my bike my new fone 1600 quid in cash and a cooker (dont ask)
my dad took me to halfords to buy a new bike so i found 1 tht i relly liked and then i saw it was 1600 quid n he said if i got 1600 quid worth outta it i could have it, so i got a 300 quid one instead and then in the car park it was funny cu he just bought his car on friday so we were trien to put a new bike into a new car and not scrach either! and then we went to the bank and the woman asked him his occupation and he said 'bank robber' hehehe!
right so wor experenceis over and tofday i took them in a thank you card and a box of celibrations..
my b'day 2moro an how am i gonna spend it??? helping my brother unpack....fun fun ^o)
dear diary....i h8 my brother guy so much hes broke my computer...ill explane shall i? ok well since moms and his computers are being fixed mines bin brought out my room and brought in the family room so every1 can use it..so i was annoyed, THEN i go away for 3days come back and hes downloaded loadsa crap and wen i try to play a song it will 'stick' every 3 seconds so im annoyed and its not memory cuz ive delteted loadsa stuff and it still the same grrrrrrrrrrrrr
hello errr diary im home so errr it hasnt changed much i dont think im so tired :( OVER WORKED! (i sound like a cheesy advert 'overworked? underpaid? well u should call fart arse direct....) hummmm