For the Attention of the Scottish Qualifications Authority, and Associated Bodies:
I find your conveyor-belt education system soul-destroying. You have independently destroyed my hopes and dreams. I hope I can hold on long enough to fight back.
An Under-Challenged and Under-Appreciated Student.
P.S. My essay was not inaccurate. It was checked by a man far more qualified than you, and found to be not only accurate, but extremely well presented. I am a good English student.
It matters not, of what you see…
It matters what you do, my child…
Take my hand, come with me…
And together, forever, we shall be…
Until the stars of night fall down,
Until, in seas of doubt, we drown,
Until we walk, and hear the sounds,
Echoed from the sacred grounds.
Apr. 1st, 2007 @ 01:30 am
Today, my mum told me she was diagnosed with AS... Ankylosing Spondylitis. I don't think the blow was quite what I expected. Somehow, I knew it was coming, and tried to take it in my stride... failing miserably, of course.
I looked her in the eye, and tried my best not to let the tears spill over, and, I'm still trying, now.
My mother is a remarkable woman... one of the few people I truely love and care about, no matter how much she hates me, or my life-choices.
I don't want to see her ill, and I don't want to see her in pain.
I'm just sorry I can't take her illness into me.
Well... love and worship, or something ^_^
Add it wherever you can, or, he'll beat me >_>
I just found this poem laying on my desk...
Hum of the fridge,
creak of the floor,
these things to me,
cliche no more.
Here I go,
My last attempt,
for your wrongs,
to make ammends.
Here I go,
I'll bolt the door,
assume the position,
crouch down on the floor.
...It seems unfinished, but, hey...
|» I Hate You|
No, I don't... you just worry me, and make me ask why? |
I don't know why you feel this need to hurt me, I really, really don't.
So you set it up
So I could be seen
By the one single man
The one who plagues my dreams?
You made it so that he could see me
And watch me as I slept
You told him details of my hands
And the knowledge of my tongue
You told him where to watch me
I can never say it’s okay
But I can say I’m sorry
I knew you were bad news
But I also thought you loved me.
Don't know why I'm sharing this, but... |
For those of you who don't know I've been home-schooled for about a year or something.
This morning I got my letter of acceptance for Dunedin -- heh. It has 18 people in it, and I can study more or less anything I want.
Oh yeah -- and one day I shall buy it and give people free places because it costs a helluva lot ¬.¬
Today was fun - i played roulette and won £45 -- and then, when i went to put it into my little dragon box (which encourages me not to spend it because i forget it's there) i found another £20 which i obviously left in there from when i spent all the money in there - hehe, go me! ^.^|
|» Just a Goodbye Kiss.|
Simon and Jayson take another trip to the railway bridge. |
In case you'd like to see where this story is actually set: