RE: New posting style
At 12/9/06 08:04 AM, AloneInTheDark wrote:
At 12/8/06 09:45 PM, Glaiel-Gamer wrote:
New posting style
It seems kinda pointless to have a header after a quoted message, dont you think luis?
Amen. I kinda feel like i'm in kindergarten again with all the little rules.
It can be a little anoying, but big bold text is a lot easier to skim read through than little gray italics. You'll get used to it :P
Sleepwalking
Apparently I sleepwalk now.
I was gonna post something about this yesterday, but forgot due to minor sleep deprivation and being an idiot.
On Thursday our form was doing some charity thing to raise money for the homeless. It was a sort of school wide effort to raise money for various causes - in another form's thing I won a big jar of jelly beans (which I then later used to bribe people for sponsorships for our charity thing) for coming second in guessing the number for two jars. Incidentially, both the winners of the bean counting thingy were friends with the organisers.
Anyway, this charity thingy involved spending a night as a homeless person, i.e. we all got to sleep in cardboard boxes in our tutor's back yard for a night. It was quite easilly the most unpleasant night's sleep ever had by anyone anywhere ever.
The night started fairly well. Lots of highly amusing jokes to do with boxes, wetness; that sort of thing, and we got hot soup! Things took a turn for the worst about two hours in when it started raining, and about an hour and a half later my box totally collapsed on itself. This did man that we got to sleep in the garage; on the plus side it wasn't rainign in there; on the minus side it meant lying on a cold concrete floor. And another member of my formb who shall remain nameless has extrememly bad snoring. And by bad, I mean hillarious.
I don't know how long we were in that garage. Three or four hours, we were told. It seemed like days. At some point I must have caught a little sleep, because as our form tutor proceeded to tell everyone in all of her lessons the next day, I apparently stood up in my sleeping bag, looked around for a few seconds, and the sort of hula-ed out of it in some weird erotic dance.
Having escaped the nice, warm clutches of my sleeping bag, I then went on to attempt to exit the garage, at which point our tutor put a hand out to stop me. I gave he a hi-five, before returning to my space on the floor and waking up.
The weird thing is that I can remember a lot of it. It's like remembering a dream. I have this recollection of standing up, and seeing this shadowy figure walking out of the garage. I felt compelled to follow it, and stood up to do so. As I was walking out, I heard a voice saying "It's not time to go for a walk", and felt equally compelled to return to my bag. I was more awaky for the return journey, and being too embarrased to get back inside my sleeping bag I spent a good half hour lying freezing on the floor clutching it untill I was fairly confident that most people were asleep.
Anyway, the next morning we all got up, feeling exactly like it was te end of a long plane journey and we'd been stranded at an airport for six hours untill like seven in the morning. I got home and spent untill about ten lying in, using the logic that anyone who complained about me being late the next day clearly hates homeless people and has no place in a state school.
I got myself up at ten, still fairly tired, had a long shower, did my English Lit homwork and got a lift to school.
At lunch I went to the shop and had a Pot Noodle.
So, how were all of your weeks?
and does anyone have any suggestions for a "Winter Wonderland" themed costume I can have together by Tuesday?