Made by theogrehums
Made by theogrehums
Testing out the lj app. Hmm. It's useful if I ever want to post up an entry from here rather than doing it on Safari. Not much to do otherwise. I really wish they'd put some more features, like check on my friends' page or something. Oh well.
Anyways. Feeling a bit panicky. I am praying I get a 60 or above on that may final. I really am. A 60 would make my day. A 70 would be fantastic. Anything passing would be a miracle. Sigh. I am in shaking fear for Friday the most though, but I've been told he won't fail you on the final and his finals aren't supposed to be hard. Here's a prayer to the heavens that I pass his final.
I am to get an immediate and weekly tutor for physics next semester. These grades are poor and a shame to my academic soul. Must strive to work harder next semester and to get only one B, two being my limit. I must work harder at all costs. I feel so guilty for disappointing my parents when these grades go out. Sigh.
Alright. Time to review personal finance and religion. Tomorrow, I must spend all afternoon and evening going over physics. Fighting fighting fighting!
Word Count: 1160
Summary: Of pig parts, leashes, and other questionable last-minute Christmas gifts of last resort.
Disclaimer: Guys, if I did, in fact, own these boys, they'd never leave 221B's bedroom to solve any cases.
Author's note: No body parts were harmed in the making of this fic. On another note, this is a fic toi_know_its_0ver at the sherlockmas gift exchange. I'm truly sorry for the delay though. Hope you like it!
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I boycotted The Last Airbender movie. Being a horribly made movie aside, I hate the movie's direction and the fact that it's white-washed. Oh, minus the bad guys who were dark-skinned. Now if that's not rascist, then I don't know what is.
It's a terrible disgrace when compared to the orignal TV series, Avatar: The Last Airbender.
Just did right now.
I can't find myself. Hahahahha. I can't say I'm surprised though. My name's pretty dang popular.
Quite screwed if I google dacursednlucky though. Oh dear.
Ooohh. That's easy.
An old, well-worn leather jacket.
Reminds me of Pops and my childhood. Before the current jumpsuit thing he's been wearing since the 90's ended, Pops used to always wear his black leather jacket, a baseball cap but it was usually worn backwards, and black slacks often dirty with flour from working. I suppose that with a scowl, I could see why people back in grade school were either a) believed he was a bit of a ganster or b) not my dad/ is he really married to Mummy? Ah, good times, good times.
Brings back memories of when after going to the movies to watch a cartoon (which Pops and sometimes Mum slept through), we'd get into his red truck and go to this one Carl's Jr. place near the movies. He only eats at that one Carl's Jr. place and no other Carl's Jr joint. We'd always get those criss-cross fries, fried zucchinis, and those chicken club sandwiches. Mum gets one of those salads but sibling and I always end up eating the chicken in her salad and Mum'll just eat more of the criss cut fries.
Ohhh, the azn family life. We treat Carl's Jr (actually, this expands to Pizza Hut, El Pollo Loco, and KFC as well) like dinner out at a nice place. Still do today because it's omg! No fish sauce or soy sauce?