Argh. I have to babysit for Heidi again today. Well, I guess I can use the time to learn De Moivre's theorem...
Well, okay. De Moivre's theorem is:
(cos x + i sin x)n = cos nx + i sin nx
But I have to learn to apply it. And don't get me started on the vector product.
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Katy on Saturday, May 31, 2003, 12:12 p.m.
Argh. I hate exams.
My dear parents and brother were away camping from Saturday until yesterday, which was good, although I mainly watched DVDs instead of revising. Oops. By the way, why hadn't I seen Dogma before? I love it.
I'm vaguely planning to grow my hair out, which no doubt will take a while. So I bought a new hairbrush in honour of the occasion (also... my hair has managed to break all three of my other brushes...) and I tried to buy a hat as well. Like, a baseball cap. But they only had ones with logos of things I hate, or pink ones for four-year-olds. So, meh.
I want a megatokyo hat, that'd be cool. Although it'd cost tons in postage from the USA, no doubt.
I'm thinking about Punch and Judy, for some reason. What a weird thing that was. I mean, it's only shown to children (at the beach, generally) and... it's so disturbing!
I mean, look:
Punch: Hi.
Judy: Look after my baby for me.
Punch: Sure. ::Throws the baby off the stage::
Judy: Damn you! ::hits him with a plank::
Punch: ::beats Judy to death with a plank:: Right, I'm off to see my girlfriend.
Policeman: I'm here to arrest you, by the way.
Punch: ::kills policeman::
Clown: Boo. ::hides::
Punch: Huh? ::looks round::
Clown: Please look after these sausages.
Punch: Sure. ::eats them::
Crocodile: ::bites Punch's nose::
Punch: Argh. I'm dead.
Doctor: You can't be, you're talking. I shall cure you by hitting you with a plank.
Punch: Hey! ::kills Doctor::
Clown: Boo.
Punch: ::looks round::
Clown: ::hits Punch with a plank:: You ate my sausages, damn you.
Punch: I'm dead, again.
Hangman: Well, I shall cure you by hanging you.
Punch: Wait, what am I supposed to do with this noose? Put my arm in it?
Hangman: No no. ::puts head in noose as demonstration::
Punch: ::hangs hangman::
Devil: Mr Punch, you are evil and must go to hell.
Punch: No! ::kills the Devil:: Aha, the Devil is dead and now everyone can do what they like.
The End.
How lovely. Just the sort of thing you'd want your children to watch. Actually, it's different everywhere you go, but that includes all the bits I can remember.
It's strange how... disturbing children's books and stuff like that, especially the er... 'classics' (fairytales, Punch and Judy, etc.) can be.
-- scrawled by
Katy on Thursday, May 29, 2003, 03:00 p.m.
I've spent far too much money on useless junk this month... about £50 maybe. Plus Matthew and Poet and Dad and many other people having birthdays (of all the inconvenient things...).Oh well.
Did I mention that I went to see Pirates of Penzance? So fab. Why had I not seen it before?
-- scrawled by
Katy on Monday, May 19, 2003, 01:57 p.m.
For reasons best known to my parents, yesterday we went to see Pirates of Penzance.
...
so amusing.
-- scrawled by
Katy on Saturday, May 17, 2003, 02:19 p.m.
The German has gone, and also... I am very tired. And in need of shopping.
Tomorrow is my last day of lessons at CCHS. Weird.
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Katy on Sunday, May 11, 2003, 02:33 p.m.
Today has been spangly groovy, but now I am all alone in a free, and can't go home because of work. Meh. So I'm in joyouse T17 (an IT room) trying to think of things to do, and reading
The World of Psmith (
P.G. Wodehouse ^_^). Passed David the German in the corridor earlier, and I had to restrain myself from leaping into the cloakroom and quaking in fear. He's tall and scary. Also, it seems to be 'National Hitler-Joke Week' on tv, which is not so fab either.
On Sunday the National IQ Test 2003 was on, and I got 66/70 questions correct, meaning I have an IQ of 138. Oh fab. I beat Dad, though, which is always good. And also on the same day was... the Fast Show! ::loves the Fast Show::
Ah, Ted and Ralph, how I love them... ^_^ so... poignant.
Lisa: Doesn't that mean smelly?
Mum: No, that's pungent.
Bored bored bored bored </Vyvyan>
By the way, you know
my school's website? The maths department page is very amusing. Also, my name is in the credits, which is always fabs. (And Sam, and Victoria, and some other people as well.)
In Physics today Mr Metcalfe was away (he's ill, apparently ;_;), and Josh (er... Mr Greenwald) demonstrated his telescope at us. He had a box over the end of it with a piece of paper as a screen, because it was focussed at the sun and if you just looked through the eyepiece it'd blind you. And we saw the
transit of Mercury (see also
here). Amazing stuff. Oh, and a lot of sunspots too. Groove.
Why oh why must we do Health Physics when we could be doing Cosmology? ::mourns::
Lisa has parents evening today, which means I may get a lift home from school today instead of having to walk into town first. Alternatively, it may mean that I have to get a bus home. Bleh. Ooh, Lisa just walked past. Hee.
But at least if I clean today it means I won't have to clean next Tuesday, and I can stay at Kathryn's party alllll the time, unlike some people. (Er. Zara's working, and Emily and Lauren have to go and do horse-related stuff, or something.)
Yawn.
What CD shall I listen to at work... hm. I have Tatu, or however they capitalise themselves, and Madness. Hmm... I listened to Madness yesterday, so Tatu, I think. But whatever.
Fifteen more minutes of lesson. I shall read my book, methinks, and not bore you any more.
-- scrawled by
Katy on Wednesday, May 7, 2003, 03:06 p.m.
Ah, my last Tuesday of lessons ever at school ^_^
Actually, fear. That means university is looming ever nearer.
Am very sleepy and apathetic.
-- scrawled by
Katy on Tuesday, May 6, 2003, 07:29 p.m.
Lisa's German exchange guy (David) is scary and huge!
-- scrawled by
Katy on Saturday, May 3, 2003, 09:16 p.m.
I voted today! It was so fun!
:) :) :)
Mr Bowles' skank history trip was just hideous, though... he stayed at the hospital asking 'interesting' questions about the CAT scanner, and made me miss my bus. No more buses for 2 hours after that, so I had to grovel to the parents to get a lift. Meh.
::yawn::
When I was in town, it seemed like every shop had a copy of The Wee Free Men (ie the Discworld book which was released like this week). Doom! I cannot buy it, for it is on order from amazon and will never come :( :(
So (with the aid of the book voucher that Lauren G gave me for my birthday) I bought Nanny Ogg's Cookbook (or something like that) instead.
And when I was in Waterstone's I noticed a bizarre thing. In with all the Enid Blyton books were the St Clare's books, obviously... but they had "Third Form at St Clare's" and "Sixth Form at St Clare's" (something like that anyway). They don't exist! Enid Blyton never wrote them!
Upon closer inspection it transpired that they were indeed written by someone else. But they still had "Enid Blyton" all over them in massive writing too. Weird.
-- scrawled by
Katy on Thursday, May 1, 2003, 08:40 p.m.
I hate shopping. However, I got a lot done in town today, so that's good. Things done:
‡ posted Dervla's birthday present
‡ ordered chequebook from bank
‡ bought Claline's birthday present
‡ went to the library
‡ told random temp agency to find me a summer job
‡ bought biros and pencils
‡ put down deposit for costume for last day of school
Most organised of me, I feel. And now I must finish my maths coursework, seeing as it's due in first thing on Monday and I have not done the conclusion yet. Oops. Still, over 5000 words, which is pretty good. ::is proud::
::listens to fab Madness CD::
Oh, and the library books:
‡
Guenevere (Rosalind Miles) (
left over from last library trip)
‡
When I Was Five I Killed Myself (Howard Buten)
&Dagger:
The Story Of The Amulet (Edith Nesbit) (
ah nostalgia)
‡
The World Of Psmith (PG Wodehouse) (
Love it love it love it...)
‡
The Dark Side Of The Sun (Terry Pratchett) (
Ah Pterry... that reminds me, book DWCON2004 tickets. Yes.)
‡
Artemis Fowl (Eoin Colfer) (
This book is stalking me so I figured if I read it, it'd leave me alone.)
-- scrawled by
Katy on Friday, April 25, 2003, 02:25 p.m.
Ah, my birthday was jolly. A civilised affair (tea and Muppets rather than vast amounts of alcohol), but then getting insanely drunk and listening to loud music's not really me ^_^ Besides, as Kathryn said, we were rebelling against the stereotypical view of teenagers :P
Okay, no, we just like the Muppets.
Because of the spread-out nature of this birthday (what with people going on holiday, the postal system still holding some of my things hostage and
amazon still not having delivered everything) I haven't got all my presents yet. But hey. Even longer birthdayage :)
So
Madness: Divine Madness (CD) from Zara
Elmo in Grouchland Soundtrack from Ruth
yinyang earrings also from Ruth
a CD-holding case thingy from Lisa
a mug with a pig on it from Kathryn and Emily
a mug with "I have nothing to declare except my genius" on it from Gemma
American Gods by Neil Gaiman (love love love it) from Kathryn and Emily
Silver earrings/necklace with diamonds in (eek) from the parents
a new mobile from the parents, last month some time
a toy kangaroo holding an Australian flag from Lauren S. (which I have named Adam)
two bottles for looking pretty from Gemma
and balloons!
I know someone has got me a thesaurus, and someone has got me
Prince Caspian. Groovy.
-- scrawled by
Katy on Wednesday, April 23, 2003, 11:25 a.m.
Bizarre Family Tradition #218:
The day before the birthday of a family member, you must say "If you are x-1 years old today, and tomorrow you'll be x years old, will you be x+1 tomorrow?" where x=the age the family member will become on their birthday. If for some reason this cannot be done, it can be substituted with "If you were x-1 years old yesterday..." etc. on the actual day of said person's birthday.
Tradition started by Grandad.
And so, when I got up this... afternoon... Mum said "So if you're 17 today..."
Bliss.
-- scrawled by
Katy on Friday, April 18, 2003, 02:30 p.m.
Ah, my house is filled with alcohol and veggie snacks in preparation for my joyous birthday gathering. Actually, some of the things involve gelatin, so they aren't veggie. But most of it is.
Was fun (well, as fun as physics revision can be, anyway) at Sam's today. Her lovely bf was there and we watched scary children's programs in horrified fascination. Funfun.
She also lent me Final Fantasy: The Spirits Within, which I have now watched. The sub-woofer was very happy about this... lots of rumbly spaceship noises ^_^ It was very good, if slightly depressing. And the CG wasn't perfect on the skin and lip-synch, but still most impressive.
-- scrawled by
Katy on Thursday, April 17, 2003, 07:53 p.m.
I do not have a cold, I do not have a cold, I do not have a cold... in other news, I have to go to work tomorrow which means a bus at 7am... blech. But afterwards I'm going to see Johnny English (Rowan Atkinson's bizarre James Bond spoof thing) with Kathryn and Emily ^_^ and the day that Matthew leaves for a week in France draws ever nearer! W00t! I cannot stand to spend much longer in the same house as him, I swear.
But, my birthday also draws near. When I saw Luvsie in London last Friday, she gave me an origami thing as a birthday present, and now various origami-fied things adorn our entire living room. I have made a very scenic scene: two giant penguins (one with a crown) menacing a tiny sailboat, with a gorgeous iceberg backdrop (which is really a swan, but it keeps falling over so I demoted it). Hee!
Lauren (from Oz) sent me a birthday present. At least, I assume that's what it is. I have been banned from opening it until the actual day of my birthday, and Lisa squiggled out the contents label on the envelope so I couldn't read it (at mum's suggestion, might I add).
Final Fantasy VI is trying to kill me. I can't remember how to do Sabin's Blitz attack (or whatever the thing is called) so this guy in the caves keeps killing me. (Only about an hour in, or something... I suck badly at this game ;_;) ::looks for walkthrough:: left-right-left you say? Ok, I shall try again.
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to hunt for bishie Good Omens fanart.
-- scrawled by
Katy on Tuesday, April 15, 2003, 07:00 p.m.
Oooh dear... I appear to have started a fight about RPGs. Oops.
Oh well. I'm on holiday now :) I tidied my room (joyous fun) and now I can go online allllll night... I refuse to start revising until Monday.
-- scrawled by
Katy on Saturday, April 12, 2003, 08:16 p.m.
The talent show was sheer genius. And Florence was fabulous - as was the teacher-band.
London tomorrow - going to see Luvsie!
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Katy on Thursday, April 10, 2003, 05:08 p.m.
Sunday was Grandad's birthday (well... his celebration, not his actual birthday), so he and Jean and Caroline came over and we ate things and gave him presents, so that was fun.
Okay... the two contenders for the costume on the last day of school are God, and The White Witch (from Narnia). I feel that some people would be annoyed if I went as God, though. Mum has an evil creepy white dress that I may steal if I can find nothing else, for the witch costume.
Also, need a tiara and shoes.
School was sucking today, due to Mrs Norman
yet again announcing my mark to the class. Everyone now hates me for being a teacher's pet... but I hate her too! No really!
As requested by Lisa, the aphrodisiac conversation from yesterday:
Grandad: When Caroline was born, I made the best wine I'd ever made.
Omnes: Uh-huh.
Grandad: It was blue.
Omnes: ...
Grandad: So I poured it down the sink, but it smelled nice so I drank it, and it was delicious.
Omnes: ... okay then.
Grandad: I didn't know damson wine was an aphrodisiac.
Omnes: ::collapses in hysterical laughter::
Matthew: What's an aphrodisiac?
And much joy was had by all.
Also, I am dying my hair again after my birthday.
-- scrawled by
Katy on Monday, April 7, 2003, 08:24 p.m.
Oookay, library trip today :) (plus, A History of God has been renewed for I have not yet finished it). So:
Eddie Izzard: Dress to Kill (
Didn't know it was a book, but hey)
Two books about Harry Potter, because the concept amused me.
Ha Jin: Waiting
Rosalind Miles: Guenevere
and a Wodehouse book.
I also went birthday present shopping in Waterstone's, and they had a copy of La Morte D'Arthur. Want!
-- scrawled by
Katy on Thursday, April 3, 2003, 09:52 p.m.
