have i updated yet today? maybe not.

well. it is friday. which is good. however, i was dragged away from my weekly netfest to go buy computer things.

we bought a crapload that cost $600 something. however, there's a wonderful device called rebates here. you pay for your purchases, send off for the rebate, they give you the money back. (you can basically get some things free. it's like putting the pound coin in the trolley, but not only do you get the pound back, you get to keep the trolley as well.) so when that's all done, all we'll have pay for is microsoft office, which we got for the teacher/student price (with my nifty (but ugly) student ID) of $149.99.

so for that sum of money, we got office, a printer, a thing that reads handwriting and puts it in the computer, norton antivirus 2004, recordable CDs, 3 phones, a digital media reader/writer thing, a USB flash-drive and some DVD copying software. fabulous, huh? also a bit frivolous. and fatuous, (although i don't really know what that means, just that i was taught the word in first year and ben used it in vanity press).

schoolwise, i've developed this amazing knack to talk trash during APUSH in inappropriate times, i.e. when my teacher walks past. i like her and she doesn't hate me (yet) but she did kick my cousin out of NHS (that's National Honors (sic) Society, not National Health Service), so i have to be careful.

there was one lesson where we were in groups doing work. we also, whenever she was walking past, discuss how the american embassy made me drink my water to make sure it's not something dangerous with which i could use to kill people and did that thing where you squeeze some nerves behind your elbow to make your fingers twitch (which i haven't mastered yet).

so yesterday zaib was freaking out about not having done her chemistry homework for three days and that it was to be possibly handed it, immanent death etc etc. while making consolatory comments like, "what significance is three days' worth of homework to your life in twenty years?" (to which zaib replied something along the lines of: i'll not get the grades, not get into a good college, not get a good job, not get a good salary .... my children won't feed me and i'll die hungry and alone) john was like, "it's not so bad, if anything, you could kill yourself and solve all your problems conveniently with one stone etc etc." (john is my only chinese friend here, which i find very odd. also odd is that there are no honkies here. apparently all the chinese people are in a place called sugarland. interesting. anyhow, he shall now be called suicide-boy because) he has this theory that when he reaches 50, he'll kill himself to save the pain and bother of getting old.

so my teacher was like, "why? why? why? why are you even talking about this?" she actually told us to stop talking about this but i had to suggest death by carbon monoxide because it's like a nice sleep and apparently the whole asphyxiation thing leaves you with a rosy complexion. also because it's a very popular method of self-murder in my native land. nearly as popular as jumping off buildings (which is horribly messy and painful and i have a fear of heights).

by the way, lamlok.diaryland.com is not telling you to seal your room and burn coal. i like life. i love life. the great philosopher emily fallen-again once told me that if you don't believe in an afterlife, then this life is all you've got. which, as a christian who isn't discrediting the lack of life after death, i find really true. we don't know what's gonna happen, so the only thing we can be sure about is this. as a relatively happy and healthy person (i'm alright. i'm young, my teeth are nice and clean etc) i wouldn't give it away for anything. sure, i won't care when i'm dead and non-existent, but i won't be able to make the decision to kill myself.

anyway, we came to the decision that suicide-boy is too lazy to set everything up in order to kill himself anyway (you have to buy fuel, prevent ventilation, make sure no-one interrupts you, write wills, arrange your funeral...). we'll see. we're joining friends reunited when we're old people contemplating suicide.

oh, the apocalypse starts tomorrow. we were talking about ions flying off the sun in physics (63% test score, it just gets worse, doesn't it?), especially ones in flares, the ones that cause the pretty aurora borealis things? well, they also disrupt power, mobiles and things. and there's this massive flare, and the sun's being a bit active and we're all gonna die. this is even worse than the whole john titor thing. sheeeeeet.

non-matt likes to read the sports section. i assume it's near the weather section cos apparently london is 74 degrees fahrenheit. anyone care to tell me how bitterly cold that is? as bitter as my heart, i suppose. half-term enjoying bitches, all of you.

liv tyler is doing yahoo dsl ads. she's stunningly beautiful. i'm also using yahoo dsl.

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th since 5th october 2001