h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

A QUOTE A DAY IS THE WAY!:

"A wise monkey never monkies with another monkies monkey! Remember that you cheeky monkey, don't monkey with my monkey!"
-Ross, my labotomised friend.

I've never even met him (long story). But he's available! I'll try and set you up , he's a bit like me but less weird...
*accepts the juice and takes a swig* I have had a very boring day, compiling a questionaire (however you spell that) on selective breeding. My god! Who knew science could be so little fun!
*looks up as a dove flies overhead* I'm ment to be making a smoothie while watching "Songs Of Praise." Some Christian hymn show thing. I need some smoothie ideas though. I'm going to try somthing with strawberries. Sounds fun huh? Nah, I'm just trying to kid myself that it is.
My Dad's messed around with the computer screen's resolution so I'm still having difficulty trying to get to grips with it. Everything's soo tiny! I'm going to mess up my eyes somthing dreadful!
Oh yeah! Before I forget I brought some more food! A few 's and some 's!
Heh Heh ! I buy a political magazine called Private Eye. It makes politics fun! Anyway, In this fortnights there's a picture that I found really funny!
Go and check your neopets account. I sent you a message.
I'm going to go and mess up my Mum's blender now, wahoo. Mess! I love it! When I don't have to clean it up that is !
Bye!

-R.G.W
[RESEARCHER.GONE.WRONG]

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Nate

Hey - I wrote a reply here yesterday! Why on Earth is't it here now?

Anyway, little has happened here - except my tongue has regained its freedom and is making me say stupid things... In History class, I was about to say "Before Christ", but caused by reasons I can't fathom, I said "Before Christoffer" !! What's that meant to mean?! And in English, each time meant to say "source" I said "sauce" It made my presentation a bit more interesting though - "Both Loe and Hagen got their information from the same sauce..."

Oh, I love cupcakes! *Grabs and chews loudly*

Um, I really haven't got any more to write - so I'll come back to ya!

A QUOTE A DAY IS BETTER THAN PAY:

"A dying man needs to die, as a sleepy man needs to sleep, and there comes a time when it is wrong, as well as useless, to resist."
-Steward Alsop

Could it be? Does H2G2 have a resident poltergeist , that deletes peoples messages?! I'm scared, help me ! Call in the excorsist, I'll grab the crusifix and holy water! Heh heh...
Jeez, don't hog all the cupcakes *snatches them back*, oh, there are only coconut ones left. Here you have them ....
Strawberries ? The cream's curdled, doh !
*Sigh*, it's been a hot, tiring day. I drank all the water, fizzy drinks, squash, then liquidised pretty much every fruit in the house. I was soo thirsty all day .
We had our HEAF test today. 6 needles put into the skin at the same time, to see if we're allergic to the injection (that we have next week), called the BCG. I still have the little red marks. I was brave, surprisingly, and didn't bat an eyelid .
We had cooking today, it's been unbearably hot as it is but my god, it was soo hot in the kitchen. I made Fahijitas and they were ACE!! She gave me 10/10, which I believe I deserved *puts on really smug face*. I let a dear aquaintance try one and she had to have more. She was addicted to them. My Mum just came in with one in her and while making pleasurable little noises!
I'm the best, oh yeah, I'm great...oh yes...whoohoo...oway babay..wop de do...ho hum.. dilly de do.. uh huh..ohh yepp..hmm mam.. way to do that thang..yep de dep....so modest too !
I'm reading 'Silecnce Of The Lambs' and it's really good !
"I'm taking serious consideration to eating your wife..." *slashing as he guts the Italian inspector* Oops, that's the wrong one...I'm meant to be doing SOTL. Ok, lets re-do that:
"Hello Clarice..." *metalic rasping* That's better !
Had a nice day? I did, well overall.
I want a bath, a very cold one. It's soo hott!!!!!!!!!!! The baths gotta be cold, so cold that I can make a snoman in the sink! Sooo hooott......neeed waaateeerrr... *speaks dryly*
Check out www.deathclock.com, don't be offended! It's only a joke, and besides it's really funny! Check out the dead letter office, he's so witty . Anyway, I'm going now. Not much else happened that's worth reporting, so may as well go and revise. Bye!

-R.G.W
[RESEARCHER.GONE.WRONG]

PS. Check out all the smileys!!!!!!!!!

The BCG? Hah! I got that two years ago! Don't worry, the terrible pain subside after a few weeks ... Nah, I won't be cruel - it didn't hurt a bit. It's not an attempt at beeing nice or anything It just doesn't hurt. Of course, I complained about it in several weeks, making it a valid excuse for skipping gym... So you win more than you lose

Today I made Spaghetti Bolognese at the school kitchen - and got a thumb up! Wow... I remembered all my equipment too, except the book

God how it's hot today (I could need a kind of smiley or smiley, but this has to do: ) Wait, let me just check... 18 degrees C!! Oh dear!

My sister is watching the old Superman-series, and they're getting quite loud - I think I better go now...

Hei og hopp!

A QUOTE A DAY HELPS ON HOT DAYS:

"This is the true joy of life, the being used up for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one; being a force of nature instead of a feverish, selfish little clot of ailments and grievances, complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy. I am of the opinion that my life belongs to the community, and as long as I live, it is my privilege to do for it what I can."

- George Bernard Shaw

*cough cough*. . .need. . .water. . . so. . .hot. . .help mee. . .
It's soo hot! I'm dying here, I need a very cold splash on the face with very cold water!
I'm eating rasins again, they're quite nice. A bit sweet but nice none the less.
We had PE today, athletics to be more precise. High jump and the 100 meters. I found out that we're allowed to take a bottle of water into the lesson. And drink it in class! That's news to me, I thought that we weren't allowed. I have been decieved all this time, I feel so betrayed! Our next topic in PE is tennis !
I prefer the middle seasons, they are much more subdued. Then again, I'm weird like that. There's not so much of a change with the middle seasons ie spring + autumn. I love it when it's spring or autumn, I feel soo aliiveee !!
Fish again tonight, cod,funny that. A food only grows on me when it becomes rarer, an endangered species if you will. Mmm, dodo!
Thanks for making me feel better about the BCG's Tilly ! Ok, I forgive you !
I got my science test results back today, and I didn't do too badly surprisingly enough !
I feel very artsy today, I drew a very good picture of a clanger which my friend screwed up and threw on the floor *sob*! I liked that clanger, it had a friendly little nose. I like that in a clanger, waahhh !!
Oh yeah, Silence Of The Lambs is getting VERY good now, MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHH !!! I'm crazy hahahahahahaha! Ahem, ok I'm fine now. Hah ha ha ho hum hmmm.... never mind .
I sent you an e-mail, go and check it out if you see this first.
I'm going now, byyyeeeee !!
-R.G.W
[RESEARCHER.GONE.WRONG]

So... I'm off to London tomorrow!! I can't wait to get to London, am NOT looking forward to the flight . I've always hated planes - the pressure in my ears are just too high to survive, the airconditioning is always lousy... Although it's all for a good cause! *Nervous smile*

But anyway, I Will Survive ("For as long as I know how to love, I know I'm still alive -" Disco Fever! )

One of my best friends, Sheila, was brough to hospital in an ambulance today... Appearantly she had fallen and hit her head while playing football. As I sat beside her on the floor, holding her hand and trying to calm her, I asked what she wanted I should buy her from London, she answered "something with 'Michael Ball' on it" and blacked out for a moment - I still wonder if she was just joking or it was the Endorphines racing around in her body, or what. That's my Sheila - you're never sure if she's ironic or serious. She appearantly just have a slight concussion and perhaps a broken arm and will be just fine with time. Although she's forbidden to use her eyes too much, meaning she can't read - she's quite irritated by that.

I hate it how teachers mostly yell (Dhu! ) But today, my teacher started yelling to the whole class how we 'all' always confuse Charles Dickens with Mark Twain, and that we 'all should study harder... Excuse me?! I know I never confuse Dickens and Twain - Dickens: British, realistic - Twain: American, romantic! They weren't even born in the same time! We 'ALL'?? My ass...

Anyway, I think I better go to sleep now, those little sheeps are getting quite annoying jumping over that fence and all ... And I have much packing to do tomorrow... Maybe I'll have enough time in the morning to leave a little message here - and I may even find a nice internet cafè in London. Only time will tell...

Bye!

P.S.: Seems like I haven't recieved an e-mail from you yet

A QUOTE A DAY MAKES THE TIME PASS AWAY:
"Death is one of the few things that can be done as easily as lying down. The difference between sex and death is that with death you can do it alone and no one is going to make fun of you."
-Woody Allen

Bon voyage! I hope you have a lovely time en Anglais. I sure have for the past 14 years ! How long are you there for?
If you do find yourself bored and with nowhere to go, check out Radlett. A tiny village situated near Watford with a very iddilic countryside look. A bit of a drive from the westend but when I used to live in London it never seemed too far. I'm not just saying that radlett's great because I live there you know! The mayor pays us to say this sorta stuff!
We do have a cafe and a computer shop where you can acces the internet for a small charge. Ooh, the height of sophistication I am actually going into London tommorow (27th of April) but it's to a party. Speaking of which, I'm rather puzzled about this party You see, these people are celebrating a man called Rob's 50th birthday but I can't remember them as the last time I saw them was when I was about 3. They were our neighbors long ago when I lived in London I think. The weird part is, his wife (Gabby) specificly requested that I came along too ?As that would be way to awkward, I decided that I would catch up with my friend Chloe who lives just down the road from my old house. I haven't seen her in ages but every time we meet up we talk like we haven't even been apart . I do miss her sometimes...
Hmm, sorry about the quote but I couldn't think of any ones which had travel or anything even remotely appropriate to you coming to London in them...
Ooh, poor Sheila. Tell her that "I hope she pulls through ok." . I am proud to say that I have never broken a thing in my life. Well, in my own body anyway !
Ahh, about the e-mail. It didn't send. My Mum was only so kind to tell me just now when I asked her ! Honestly Mother, can't you do anything right. Oh I love you really, after all, you're the only one in this house who feeds me...Ouch that hurt !
My god, my school is going down hill. Today there were people playing bass guitars, drums and other sorts of instruments during lunch time in the history block! They brought in sound equipment too, amplifiers and junk! They were not allowed to do this but the teachers did nothing about it, they kept well away from them. It was loud throbbing music, which does get a little tiring after an hour !
I sounded like an old woman when I complained just then. Nooooooooo!!!
I finished Silence of the Lambs and have moved onto Hannibal. It's still good though.
I suggest you print off this and read it on the plane. It should keep you occupied on the long journey there. Planes suck but at least this way you shouldn't be too aware that you're flying over dangerously treacherous waters and that one false move by the captin and you will plumet 100's of feet down into the cold waters. Nice to know I made you feel comfortable and relaxed !
I'm hungry (when am I not?)so I think I'll go and fix myself a snackette. *staggers back under the weight of a mountain of food*
Bye, have a good time looking at Caractacus Potts backside when he bends over to get in Chitty Chitty Bang Bang or whatever it is that you Ball fans do ! Joke, I would never say somthing which would degrade Micheal Ball so... yeah right! Have a great time none the less and tell me all about it. Every little trivial detail, I'm not promising I'll read it. Its just you'll need to tell someone who you think is listening or you may burst.

Bye

-R.G.W
[RESEARCHER.GONE.WRONG]

Hi!

I'm currently sitting in the easyInternetCafe in Oxford Street! I made it!! It's my second day here, obviously I'm able to survive here... Haven't been logged on for 24 hours, I thought I was going to die ! The only thing that annoys me is that it seemed like the hole world was able to survive without me being loggen on ...

Rrrrgh, I can't find anything more to write - I'm in so weird writing enviroment.... The keyboard is all wrong, I just have got 25 minutes before my ticket expires, and I'm seated by the window so every passer-by stare at me... But I'm here.

Each time a bus with Chitty Chitty Bang Bang posters pass by me, I go "Woohoo!! Go Michael, Go Michael..!" Mu mother is always looking for a ditch she can fall into...

Oops, gotta go. Tell me how the party went!

A QUOTE A DAY HELPS MY LIFE PASS AWAY:
"Men occasionally stumble over the truth, but most of them pick themselves up and hurry off as if nothing happened."

- Winston Churchill

Wahoo! Oxford street yeah !! I love going there whenever I can.
Today seems to be passing very slowly, everything on the tv really sucks. I'm watching The Parent Trap for the 1,000,000,000 time. Oddly enough I have never managed to watch it the whole way through if you're watching it now in your hotel room then I pity you. Ah, what it would have been like to grow up in the 50's *goes off down artificial memory lane*
I never ended up going to the party, I just spent all my time with my friend Chloe and her sister Katherine. She's so lucky! She has enough memory on her computer to run the sims, the sims livin it up, the sims house party, the sims hot date and the sims on holiday all at the same time (and it's still quicker than my peice of prehistoric rubbish my Dad has the cheek to call a decent computer)! Mine has trouble just running the sims, hah pathetic! I scratched the cd anyway so I'm going to have to buy a new sims. The man who made it up probably installed a self scratching device so people have to keep on going to buy a new one! I have just reached a new level of paranioa!
Do you know the cheat for endless money on the sims? What about the cheat for picking anything up and putting it anywhere? Well I do hehe ! If you wanna know them then I'll tell you, but if you don't I won't cos that'll just waste my time. I'll e-mail them to you if you want .
I'm so tired, we got back at about 12.00pm last night and my Mum had the great idea of waking me up at 6.00am. To do my paper round as well.
Hang on a minute, are you missing school to spend time over here
If so, THAT'S NOT RIGHT! Why should you get time off and not me *sob*!!
I should be revising but I'm not, I should be doing homework but I'm not, I should be making sense but I'm not, I should be writing a play on the 2nd world war evacuees but I'm not, I shoud be working on my website but I'm not, I should be awake but I'm not, I should be doing somthing productive but I'm not.

I shouldn't be watching tv but I am, I shouln't be on the internet but I am, I shouldn't be doing both these things at the same time but I am, I shouldn't be cheating on my geography poster but I am, I shouldn't be reading the screen lying upside down but I am, I shouldn't be in love with a serial murderer but I am, I shouldn't be boring you with all this but I am...
I don't feel so good. I have come down with a stomach bug or somthing.
I THINK I'M GOING TO BE SICK !
Gotta go bye...

-R.G.W
[RESEARCHER.GONE.WRONG]

Hi! I'm sitting in the same net cafe again - it's really nice here (althought I can't get a grip on this horrible keyboard, and I spent the first 5 minutes of my time sitting on the floor because some b******s keep nicking chairs to the actual cafe )

Gosh, I'm tired: I've just spent five hours running up and down West End, chasing some cafe Michael once spoke of in an interview, but I never found it. "Just fifty yards from Prince of Wales theatre" - Hah! But I'm not mad.

Help - is my time running out so fast?? Damn, I gotta go - tomorow it will be Chitty night! Please don't let it be cancelled due to a elecrical fault....

Bye!

*Relieved sigh* I bought 10 more minutes. This thing is really addictive - just stare at that little thing go "You have... 25 secs left..." Is terribly frustrating.

Oh, and YES, I've taken a sabbathical from school to be here! My grades will go down considerably, but hey - you only live twice! (No, that's that Bond person) Oh. Well, I really wanted to do it anyway.

If it is any comfort to you the weather has been terrible since I arrived...

Ooh - 8 minutes left. Will I have time to do all I need to do daily? Probably not, will have to use another £1 for 25 minutes then. Oh, and I got a chair to sit on now at least. That's good enough for me.

Gotta go again - thise time to my hotel room where I'll listen to one of the two Michael Ball albums I bought at Tower Records...

2 minutes left ... Gotta go!

THIS QUOTE A DAY IS SOMEHOW COMPARED TO MY DAY:
"I feel no pain dear mother now,
But oh, I am so dry!
O take me to a brewery,
And leave me there to die."

-Anonymous (19th century)

*Sigh* well of course the weather's been terrible, you're in England now sweetie ! It was fabulous before you came. You must have jinxed it you monster!
Ok, maybe I'm overreacting just a bit...ok a lot. Sorry about that .
I had the funniest History lesson ever today! We had to do a play on WW2, and I was called Arthur (ok, I admit. Arthur Dent)and I had a wife + 2 kids and we lived with the Mother-in-law. Anyway, we pretended that we were going to send the children off to be evacuated (1st scene). When we acted it out all of it went wrong! In the 2nd scene, I was supposed to be hanging up the blackout curtains anyway the script went like this:

Peggy (my wife)-"Watch out Arthur, mind the china!"
Me (Arthur)-"These are damned heavy, I'd like to see you try to do it!"
Peggy- "Don't you get snappy with me, we're all under pressure not just you y'know!"
Me *getting very annoyed with the curtains, screwing them up into a ball etc*-"Whats the point, the natzi's are gonna bloody get us anyway..."
Peggy- "Don't talk like that, oh look you've upset mother now..."

Ok, this is the part of the scene where Granny's supposed to get upset. But my friend, who was playing dear old Gran, decided that it would be much better if Granny, in the face of death, wet herself laughing. She was uncontrollable, we managed to embarrass ourselves enormously throughout the show yet again. But then again, we got off quite easy. The first group to do theirs did it appalingly (the worst is still to come) the acting was dire!! And half way through theirs (as they were crouching down pretending to be in a bomb shelter)someone in the group well...erm..let out gas..ok, farted VERY loudly in front of the whole class. Basicly it went like this:

"Everyone get down. Oh no the bombs are coming! *PAAARRPP!!*"

The teacher made it worse by saying:

"Well, it must have been all the excitement of the air-raid."

They also said at the end (we had to do 4 segments describing each of the following:the evacuation, the blackout, the air-raid and the result of the bombs)in the deepest of sincerity:

Lisa-"Oh my god look!"
Kirsty-"Gasp!"
Neda-"I can't bear to lay my eyes on it!"
Lauren-"The pizzahut, it's ruined!"
All-"*SOB*"
Me in the audience-*snort*T**ts..."

My that was funny . Well, I had better go.
Enjoy looking at Micheal Ball tonight, or tommorow (as this is late) or whenever. Well bye!

-R.G.W
[RESEARCHER.GONE.WRONG]

"I'm in love/and the world is alive and shinging/I feel such an urge to go Valentining..."

I'm back in boring old Norway again, but I carry me memories with me... So, sorry, but I gotta describe in detail what happened on Monday - just so I won't burst!! I will not hate you if you skip some of it (only beat you up, decapitate you and dance around in the bloody mess which will be your body) so there...

The show was... amazing!! I've always hated the movie, but this was, well, amazing! I mean, the car flew, none of the dogs piddled on the floor, the children were great, the story much better, and Michael Ball had a pair of pants which were thight excactly where they oughted to be ... And so amazing looks, hair, voice, acting ability (this was the first time I saw him in a real role), dancing, and the way he all the time said dramatically "Observe... And be amazed!!" The role of the eccentric inventor and caring father was such a great role for him.

But what I remember best was after the show... I got to the crowded stage door. First came Richard O'Brian, the "Child Catcher" (also the author of "Rocky Horror Show") Boy, even without all that makeup and costumes, he still scared the willies out of me !. Then we waited some more. Some of the kids of the show came out, Emma Williams ("Truly Scrumptious") came out, and finally, Michael Ball!

We automatically formed a line. Each time I took a step forward, I thought "I've never been this close to him!" in the end, I stood face to face with him, he looked at me and smiled, I put out my hand with the rose I had just managed to save after all the running around in the streets of London. I tried to smile charmingly and simply said "Here, Michael. For you." he grinned and said in a voice that still sings in my ears, "Oh, thank you."

Do you know what happened there? Somewhere in the brain of Michael Ball, a little thing connected to another little thing to tell him "You know, that girl in front you, the one with the black hair and far too much makeup, she EXCISTS" And I'm not sure, but I think our fingers touched when I gave him the flower.

And then I suddenly stood right behind him. I mean, I had given him flowers, even "talked" with him, but I wasn't quite sure I had actually touched him. So I suddenly put out my hand and quickly, lightly gave him a pat/stroke on the back. I can still feel the fibers of the sweater.

I was was a bit nervous that he should turn around and say "Yes?", and I know I wouldn't know anythig sane to say to him. But he didn't. He stepped into his blue mini car, waved generally and said "Good night, ladies!" And we all answered "Good night, Michael!" I was the only one that had given him anything.

I danced all the way back to the hotel. I imagine running in slow motion through corn fields all the time... Even back here in cynical Norway, even when I have to go to school again tomorrow, I feel... Great!

Forgive me since this post is absurdly lond, but I partly write it for my own future reference... It's not like I'm in love or anything There. It's all out of my system now. Back to being cynical.

And I must say your history class made me snigger a bit - "bombs away!" And how's the weather in the UK now then? I'm pretty sure I managed to take it home with me, since it's been raining since I stepped out of the plane... "But the sun's in my heart/and I'm ready for love..." (Oh! How good it is to sit at my own compiuter again... As long as I wish!)

A QUOTE A DAY HELPS ME STAY AWAKE:
"Rinalde this little light
on the earth plane.
I dedicate it to the
service of the spirit.
I guard and cherish
this light as a living symbol,
and an act of faith in the
reality of the powers of light."
The Invocation of light-A celtic Prayer

Oh I know it's not really a quote, but It's late, I'm tired and I have Celts on the brain ! My computer is still acting stubborn and refuses to connect to the internet so therefore I'm on my Dads machine. I don't like it, the keys are weird. Like the ones at school .
It's the BGC tommorow. I personally have no problem with needles but my friend will faint on the nurse. Should make a fun time for all, especially the nurse...
Well, *puts on phsyciatrist's voice* It seems to me that you're suffering from 'Michealballius obsesephoia' or in lamens terms. You're obsessed woman!!
So I take it you're officially worshiping him as a god now? How's that working out for you?
The weather is just to my liking at the moment. Namely warm(ish), wet, and beautiful sunsets. Speaking of which, I went in my room to do some last minute revision before I went to bed. And there was the most FABULOUS sunset ever! My room was bright orange! My room faces the west towards the garden so I never see the sun rise but I always get the pleasure of some of Londons best sunsets ever! Cool!
Hmm, 'cool'. Now there's a word I don't use often. It's too, well... 'cool' a phrase for me to use. I'm not very great really, not cool either ! Heh heh.
"I'm wishin on a star to follow where you are...I'm wishin on a dream to find out what it means. And I wish on all the rainbows..."
I'm nearly finished with Hannibal now, such a good book !
Uh oh, it's art tommorow. Eeviiilll teacher !!
Christ, that man hates kids. When we come into the room he goes "Sit down and shut the hell up..." bas***d.
He hates me too, my parents passed with flying colours from one of Londons best art colleges (The Royal College of Art)and throughout parents evening he talked to them like they were idiots who had never encountered paper before. "And here the children used pencils to draw a picture, on the paper, on the desk, in our art rooms. Are you with me so far...? Tell me to slow down if I'm going too far ahead for you." Plus he ignored me for the entire thing, when he HAD to bring me up he talked about like I wasn't even there! Sorry I must have gone temporarily invisible, it happens sometimes. Service will be back to normal shortly. God I hate him...
He had to give me credit on my sketching though . I am better than the rest of the class at it. Stick that in your pipe and smoke it Mr 'arty farty'.
So there Mr 'Im sexually frustrated so I'm an ass to everyone'!
Oops that was a bit rude.. perfect
I'm tired so off to bed I go... night night.

-R.G.W
[RESEARCHER.GONE.WRONG]

I know how you feel: Typing on a strange keyboard is terrible! Me, I had to use that terrible one on the easyInternetCafe ... But it's better than nothing. Hear me? It's better than nothing. Good.

Well, the BCG is easy - and you can even press charges against anyone who might even think of slapping you where you got the injection. I know I did... Just curious: Are you getting it back, on the shoulder, or longer down, on the arm? It's much better to get it on the back, as you may disguise it if it should start to swell. Again, I know I did...

Oh, and the worshipping is wonderful - I can sit through a whole class doing nothing (or perhaps just humming "Chitty Chitty Bang Bang") and everyone, including the teacher, will shrug, chuckle, and resite "Why Do Fools Fall in Love" - I get away with it!

I promised some girls in my class that I should bring some of the photos I had taken at the stage door, Michael and me... Problem is, all the photos he look good at, I look like a walruss (and vice versa). I'll probably just bring one HE look good at.

To bad I seldom see sunsets (or sunrises for that matter) - There just isn't a nice place around here to catch them from. Besides, I'm far too lazy to keep awake...

A QUOTE A DAY HELPS EASE THE PAIN AWAY:
"Yah, and this girl had her BCG and it was so swelled, yah, that it looked like she had a third nipple on her shoulder yah!"
-My friend Jamila, who clearly didn't have to have her BCG done (she likes saying "yah")

What a bunch of wimps, everyone who came out was like "Oh my god, oh my god, that hurt soo much..."
Anyway, when I had it, It didn't hurt the slightest bit , I'm soo brave!
I had it done on the top of my arm, and I may get a scar! Ooh a scar! I quite like scars, they look dangerous. They're nice on men too! Know any sweet, intelligent, witty, interesting, available, straight men with scars? And don't say Hannibal Lecter
It's the disco at St Columbus College tommorow (which, of course, I am NOT attending) and my friend Chloe is wailing that the BCG will show up so badly when she's wearing her new strappy dress. To which I replied "And to think I was worrying about GANGRENE. All my problems seem so petty now..."
I fell out with some people today. It was a really bad day today, It's our exams next week! I need to revise, and if you have any tips on last minute cramming, healthy eating, finding men, being interesting then I'd really appreciate it if you told me them.
Well bye,

-R.G.W
[RESEARCHER.GONE.WRONG]

A scarred male? I'm sure you would fit nicely with that Scissorhands person... Or perhaps we could find you a pirate? Yeah, there's an idea: A pirate! Harr, harr!

Although the BCG didn't hurt so much on me either, it's not bad to complain about it now and then... I once pretended my arm was almost lame and I couldn't play B-ball! Ahh. Suckers.

And when it comes to those tips... I'm as lost as you are. Sad but true.

I've found out that my friend Sheila is just fine - sadly she coudln't attend her own birthday party last Saturday because she was in hospital. So she've reschedueled it to Saturday May 11. Theres only one problem... That's MY Birthday! And I have no intensions of sharing it either I'll see how we'll work this out.

It's friday, not much have happened yet, my computer is acting weird (it won't show any pictures) - I can't do my homework because of it... And I've found a very nice videoclip from the Chitty show - Michael in the 'rag doll'-costume! I would never guess I'd get a thing for rag dolls ...

I'll come back if anything should happen...

A QUOTE A DAY BLAH BLAH BLAH:
"But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscover'd country from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?"
-William Shakespeare

Sorry I haven't been able to come on for 2 days, It's just that it was Ukrainian Easter so I had to go and see my Grandparents in Nottingham.
The internet is working now! Yippie, wahoo, party on !!
Ooh, a pirate! Yarr harr that be just what the doctor ordered yarr . Although I'm not sure about Edward Scissor hands, yuck. That's just gross !!
It's the exams tommorow , nooo, It's English too... I got a really sucky mark for my last practice paper so that blew all my confidence out of the window . Why me?!!?! Oh yeah, and the other couple of 1000's of people across the country who are also doing the SATS. MORE IMPORTANTLY "WHY ME?!??!"
We got an extra day to revise, namely a bank holiday monday. I was supposed to be at Vickie's house but she blew me off. Hah, the cheek of it, how dare she! Her exscuse was "Oh, I'm so ill." Bah humbug, "moan moan, 'Sorry Nate, I can't do this, I have a disease, I'm dying, I don't know where I am, I'm too damn stupid to work out how to open the goddamn door to let you in!!'
Well, at least I don't hold it against her !
Joy of joy's, I'm getting my hair cut. I swear, every time I get it cut, it grows back to exactly the same length over night. Creepy huh?
I'm thinking bright purple and spikey hair would be eye catching. It would probably distract everyone in the test, so there would be 231 different stories about purple spikey hair and it's adventures .
I finished Hannibal now, I just have to read Black Sunday, then I've read everything by Thomas Harris. Except his newspaper articles. God I need a boyfriend...
Tough luck about the birthday party, I am the only one out of my friends with their birthday in January so I never have to worry about that! He he he he!
I hope that when you say "I'll see how we'll work this out" that It won't end up as a fight, but if it does then I want to place a bet (£678 that Tilly's unconcious before 2nd round. Go Sheila!)
I have the WORST memory when it comes to remembering birthday's. But oddly enough, you Tilde Clarke (with an 'e' or without?)are the only person who's birthday I can remember! Funny huh? But then again, it's probably because you are such a memorable person. Shame I can't remember how to spell your surname.
Instead of revising, I am being very naughty and working on my website. Oh no I'm out of control, someone please stop me ...
I'm also working my way through the BIG mountain of chocolate and biscuits that my Grandma sent us home with . They will have to roll me into the exam hall at this rate.
Ok, I suppose I could do SOME revision. Wish me good luck (I need it!)
Well, bye !

-R.G.W
[RESEARCHER.GONE.WRONG]

Yeah, I've missed you I even started cleaning my room on mad impulse yesterday ! Or was that because my sometimes-very-annoying 4-year old niese visited us? It's all a blur...

Ugh - on Wednesday I'm supposed to stay home... And clean the house ! I'm meant to clean the house and make dinner for my family, then they'll fill in a card how well I did, and my teacher's gonna keep it for future reference ... At least I get to sleep longer in the morning

Bright purple with spikes... Or maybe we could shape it like an animal or something? A penguin perhaps? Or a giraffe? "How much sense am I making? It's really hard for me to tell..." Which reminds me - I'm halfway through 'The Salmon of Doubt'. I'm not sure what to think yet.

That's 'Clark' without the E. But believe me, I've had much funnier spellings in my time . One was "Clask" - I still use that as a fake name now and then "Oops, did I type that wrong? Silly me..." And there was a lady who kept reassuring herself that it was "Clara" .
Me: "No, you've got that wrong, it's 'Clark'... C-L-A-R-K."
Lady: "Yes, it's 'Clara', that's what I've been saying all along! Tilde Clara."
Me: "No! Clark! Cla-ark! 'Superman's niese'..." (That's a joke in our family - 'Clark Kent' - 'Tilde Clark'... Go on, laugh! )
Lady: "Yes, that reminds me... I watched Jeopardy the other day, and I didn't use to know that his name was Clara Kent!"

After that you could find me in a corner, humming gently and rocking slightly back and forth ...

And everybody remembers my birthday - somehting terrible always happens! Well, not 'always', but bad things happens on my birthday.
1812 - British Prime Minister Spencer Perceval was assassinated.
1949 - Siam changed its name to Thailand.
1967 - Britain, Denmark and Ireland formally applied to join the European Economic Community.
1972 - The San Francisco Giants announced that they were trading Willie Mays to the New York Mets.
1981 - Reggae star Bob Marley died at age 36.
1994 - Deir Al-Balah became the first Gaza town to come under Palestinian self-rule.
1999 - Ricky Martin's 'Livin' La Vida Loca' is released .
2001 - DNA dies.
2002 - The last performance of 'Cats' - the whole world will grieve this musical loss...

Okay, not everything on that list actually bothers me, but weird things happens on May 11 - and I find that creepy!

By the way, when is your birthday?

Oh, and I wish you lots of luck!

No more quotes for the day. Like I told you before, It's 1 a day.
Oh, my birthday is on the 20th of January (1988)! Hint hint, pic of present, hint hint. I like having a birthday in the winter. It's snowed before on my birthday, which is nice.
Hah, I saw 'cats' and I couldn't stand it. Why did 'old slapper kitty' at the end go flying off into the sky with that fat cat on the tyre? It made no sense to me whatsoever. Oh and why were the costumes drawn on in ink? Oh and Macavity the mystery cat was a poem for little kids, we were taught it at school... my head hurts
I know, everyone misses me when I go away. It's very understandable really.
I have found loads of really cool animated graphics, I will probably use them on my apparantly non-existant site...
I hate it when small relatives come over, they ALWAYS mess up your room, they ALWAYS manage to break a camera and a CD (and your CD player if they're feeling particulary hyper), and they ALWAYS run and (fake)cry to their Mum's when you suggest that they abort their mission of absolute destruction (on your new PC). Then your Mum goes "Oh don't cry sweet heart, here's a chocolate bar and I'm sure Natalie wouldn't mind letting you play with Sealy*"
*Sealy, was/is my favourite stuffed toy of all time. I wouldn't let them go 100m within touching distance of Sealy. But Mum gives you that look that says "You give her the toy now or I'll snap your arm off...."
Then when you ask for some chocolate too, they go "Well I think you've had enough for the day/week/month/millenium. Here, have a peanut." even though all you had was a half little cadbury's roses thing which you found under the sofa, and was coffee flavoured which you hate. So you follow them back to your room watching them make their way through a 1 meter long bar of chocolate, while they eye up your peanut. When they try to grab your peanut you say no, which leads to more crying. And the confiscation of your peanut.
I'm usually the one crying by the time they leave.I hate little relatives!
I am put in charge of them too, which sucks. I have to stop them drowning in ponds, falling down wells, putting their fingers in sockets and the like.
I just read what I wrote about little relatives, and it's actually quite funny!
Thanks for the good luck, I'm gonna need it...

-R.G.W
[RESEARCHER.GONE.WRONG]