S is for Sucks

It sure is Gemima.

Okay, I believe I've just finished all my assignments for the semester. From here on it, it's all revision for lectures. Just killin' time untill my tutor gets here.

Liam picked me up around 12:30 monday morning and bought me over to his place for what was left of the night and a meal later that day. I got roast dinner and met another Erin, so all is cool ja? ^_^ Unfortunantly, my brother came home while I was out. He forgot his keys and had caught a cold, and since I wasn't there to let him in and Mum was with Manny, he had to find his own way in. He looked pretty ill when I saw him this morning. Actually, he looked really creepy when I went in to check on him last night - sort of like a burns victim who'd just had a skin graft or some such, and his voice was all hoarse and evil and stuff. Rather unplesant. At least mum didn't have a go at me for skipping out.

I better watch my tutor - I should catch his attention when he stands up...

He walked right past me... Bah him! Bah him to heck!

The lesson is drawing to a close, adn I STILL don't know if I'm supposed to show him this or what. I wonder if I've done it right? I caught up with Peter in the Computer Barn, and he told me how he'd done his work and given me a link to someone else who had done it the same way, so that I could see an example. Peter, you totally rock. Thankfully, my tutor did try to send me the mail, but Peter actually showed me how to do it without the use of Java script, as well as telling me it'd be dificult do do it the way my tutor suggested. Ya think? So Thankyou to Peter: the only felow student who could give me a strait answer.

Death before dishonor. But neither before breakfast.

These people all seem to need help - maybe I'm not supposed to show him what I got? I'm hungry...

"Face Uncle Sam with a Coke in your hand"
~Coca-cola slogan, 1969.
- posted by Washi @ 3:13 pm