Still in computing..
Dan is a moron. I'm currently sat next to him.
Guess what Dan, I'm right about your iPAQ, I used to work on installing different OS's and backing up the PocketPC OS on the iPAQ. You're a moron.
Oh, and that joke was just so incredibly immature that you're the only one who is lacking in respect this day. Go away into your usual corner, or underneath that usual rock, and think about what you've done. Hmm, wait a minute, think? I can't expect that from you, just go away instead then.
Keeeeeen Spawwwwwwwn
"..she's a bitch, she's a bitch, she's the biggest bitch, she's the biggest bitch in the whole wide world.."
Oh lordy lordy, I'm in A2 Computing and I think my heads gonna implode from the boredom, can I get an "amen brudda"?
Today's lesson has been without a doubt one of the biggest piles of shite under the educational sun. My teacher has resorted to flaunting the fact she's generally ancient and has been around since Mr Ugg made the Wheel™. Which is fine, if it wasn't for the fact she does it every lesson...every 15 minutes within the lesson...twice...there may or may not be a travelling group of performer monkeys involved in this, but there's a good chance there is.
She's out of the room at the moment playing nanny to some first year computing students at some talk about Computing and I.T. at University level. Apparently we're not to wander off anywhere..[nsert maniacal laughter]..whipes the tears from his eyes, aah that's a good one.
But seriously.
"I like tomatoes of the killer variety."
Picture the scene..I'm happily working on my computing project, writing notes, doing the work, and I get thirsty. So I reach into my bag and take from it one of the two ever-present bottles of Pepsi Max™ I keep in there, knowing how touchy our teachers gets about drinking and eating around the computer-like thingies, I held the bottle about 3ft away from the keyboard (the keyboard itself being several inches away from the mini tower and monitor) in order to open it and drink from it. Three feet. Frankly even if it had have been shaken up, which it hadn't, and I was an extremely messy drinker, which in all fairness I am but that has no presidence in this matter, it still wouldn't have even touched the keyboard, nevermind anything it could have effected.
Our teacher then looks at me with disgust and asks me "Take that outside..or at least at the doorway."
I'm going to say this in the nicest way possible: bitch.
That ladies and lady-boys was the nicest way possible..now heres an alternative: [this content was removed due to its offensiveness and possible satanic properties] BITCH!
I'm not walking to the door, just to take a small sip of pepsi max and then walk back again, it disrupts my work and seems incredibly excrutiatingly silly.
For arguements sake, I'm going to blame this on the Ken Spawn just because I can and their very presence in this room is nagging at my soul. Yes, my soul. Or what's left of it after 4 hours of their inane BOfH-wannabe questions and stupid jokes.
Lastly, it occured to me last night that Christmas shopping was a lot easier when I only had to shop for geeks, gamers and relatives.