Has He Been Speaking?

I think i have a natural instinct to switch my brain off after my first step into my maths classroom. I don't know why, it happens everytime. Walk in> sit down> open book in attempt to complete exercises all results in me daydreaming. I daydream in all of my lessons but maths is the only one in which i daydream 100%, therefore completely blocking out anything Mr. Phillips ever says. I have noticed this defect, and i'm trying to snap out of it, because i have no idea what he's been on about for the last 4 months, at least, and i have an exam out of that blab-blab in a month's time. I got past the last exam (daydreaming through all of that term too) with a B+. Now, B stands for BAD, but i'd be alright with a B overall in maths for this year.

Thing is, the teacher isn't even boring, he's actually a very good teacher. Sadly, that doesn't make a difference to my stubborn anti-maths system. I feel embarrassed that everytime he looks at me i'm either yawning as if to swallow him whole, or obviously somewhere in another universe. I find myself waking up 40 minutes in the lesson, staring at him blankly and asking myself "Has he been speaking this whole time?" and if i find the answer is yes "What on earth has he been speaking about?"...

Let's hope i can pull this off for long enough to pass me this next exam. It's not my teacher's fault that maths bores me truly more than anything else, ever. Don't give me any pills, just make me do some maths and it'll act like or better than a narcotic. Instant sleep. Incredible daydreams in 3d graphics. LOL...
Doesn't sound like a mathematician in training, does it? No, didn't think so.

Guess Who Got Published?

Can you guess? Oh yes. Me. =)
My poem "Deadly Flight" finally got published and i received the ordered copies of the book today.
It's pretty cool because there are people i know who got published in the same book too, so in 30 years time we can look at what shite we used to write. :))
"Hey look, i used to write about...dead bugs!"...."oh oh mine was about cow turd!!" Fascinating stuffs. :)
So in your face Mr. Copson!!! Ha. My dead bug poem did kick ass, in contrary to what you said! Angry old man.
Well done to everyone that successfully made it in the book!! =)

P.S They had to print bastard as b*****d. LOL. Hehe.

Little Fit Ship

LOL. This is what we do in maths lessons...



Aboard The Little Fit Ship!!!










Main characters:
Yuan!

















Little Chav Boy!!!

















Hitler!!

















Naked Woman o.0


















FitBoy!!! LOL

















Oh What Fun :)) Also around and about the ship: Big Fit Shark, Little Emo Boy and Ruxy. But because FitBoy was too big, these could not fit in the ship =)

Credits: Drawings mostly by Yui. Hitler and ChavBoy by Ruru.
Names by Ruru.
Other ideas by crazy random people.

Anti Copson Club!

I have english again tomorrow. LOL. Should be interesting. I have decided that i will not stand being shouted at and will respond. No no, not physically, but if i have a drink at hand, i will use it! To wake him up a bit!!
I'm thinking of starting an anti-MrCopson club. :)) But then..that would ruin the fun of being able to express my "loving" thoughts towards him in person! I don't want to bitch about him, i want him to know what i think. I'm sure he'll like to hear it.
Maybe i should write him a love letter. Ooooh the sneakiness!! Mwahaha.

I hate Mr. Copson!!!

Mr. Copson aka english teacher from hell. Gaaaaahhhhhhhhh what is his problem?! Old angry man. I swear he's about 200. Oh and he MUST accentuate on EVERY other WORD whilst he paces up and down the middle of the classroom; 4 steps forwards, 4 steps back. He must get some few good hundred paces done throughout the day. The man never stands still, he's worse than watching a tennis match! Oh and the arms... they wave about crazily as if trying to escape and fly off from his shoulders, while he explains what Juliet was feeling about Romeo in that horrid scene over and over and over again.

Sir honestly... Say it don't spray it!!! That's Disgusting.
I admit my work was a little late in, but was that a good enough reason for your body temperature to go up to 50 degrees C whilst your face went a shade of red so intense that i thought you might just catch fire anytime soon? No, I don't think so. You should really watch that stress though, sir, because honestly, we all worry about you. I mean maybe a hundred years ago when you were young you would've been fine.. but now we don't know when your joints may give in and you may drop dead halfway through your ridiculous pacing.

I didn't give you a Valentine's Card, is that why you're so mad? :) Hey don't be upset, i'm sure you have plenty of other admirers in the class. And please stop calling my house, it's the 4th time now and it's getting creepy. That missing homework was from last term, OK? Get over it.