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19 September 2005 @ 08:51 pm
Must download the Sunscreen song again  

Ha, the things you find when you're frantically searching for your birth certificate for university registration. (It was wedged in amongst my primary school photographs, which gave me a good laugh. I wonder who let me have at my fringe with a blunt scissors?)

1. A business card for a holistic masseur by the name of ... wait for it ... IGOR! (And, also, that was all. Definitely from Igors-R-Us, no last name.)

2. Yet more of my tween writing. Or, more correctly, literary vomit. I cherish the days when I spelled things so terribly, terribly wrong. Really, I do. Prehaps, anyone? But the crowning glory was "I beg your permission to go, my leigh." Yeah, wtf, younger self?

3. The best of finds was in the dresser drawer in the dining room. (I did a mean swoop, man.) A book of SEX CHEQUES. Yup, the very same ones as in  the_eros_affair ; Bonk of Eros and all. I'm planning to sneak down later and see if the challenge I took, I promise not to discuss our sex life with our friends, is in there. And, I don't know, use it for luck or something. Aha.

--> My parents? Pretty laissez-faire when it comes to sexual education, theirs or anyone else's. They keep all their erotica in the front room bookshelves. Either they're extremely liberal, or they also think that with or without the elicit thrill, The Story of O is one dull book.

Because I am WIBBLING OUT over registration (I know, wimp much? I don't deserve to live) can anyone help me? I have this book I'm looking for. It's about unicorns (stop laughing). It's a compliation and includes these two stories: The Princess, the Cat and the Unicorn by Patricia C. Wrede and The Boy Who Drew Unicorns by Jane Yolen. If someone has the name of the book, publisher etc, I'd be so grateful. Long shot, I know. *goes back to wacking out. quietly*

Current Mood: scared*wibble*
Current Music: "River, sea, ocean," Badly Drawn Boy
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every Starbucks should have a polar bearscoradh on September 20th, 2005 03:36 am (UTC)
I think that's the one! What a stroke of luck -- thank you!
amberthefool on September 19th, 2005 01:51 pm (UTC)
Thou shouldst not be disheartened by thine own lack of proper spelling, my leigh. Prehaps a trip into the oft-terrifying world of Ye Olde Pit of Voles mightst help thee to regain thy confidence.

Well, yeah. It's not supposed to make sense, k? :P
every Starbucks should have a polar bearscoradh on September 20th, 2005 03:38 am (UTC)
Aye, but after visiting such a doom filled hopeless place as the Ye Olde Pit of Voles I would not have the strength to go on living ... even the thought of it makes me lose the will to go on ... *gasps*

The Pit is certainly inexplicable in a good world.
amberthefool on September 20th, 2005 04:27 am (UTC)
Verily, I tell thee that if thou losest thy will to live, I also shall losestest mine own will! Do not forsake this world, gentle scoradh, though it were made for creatures with stronger stomachs than you or I.

True, true. Methinks I shall stop pretending to be Old-e World-e now :D
every Starbucks should have a polar bearscoradh on September 20th, 2005 04:30 am (UTC)
True, true. Methinks I shall stop pretending to be Old-e World-e now :D

All those extra 'e' just get tiring, it is true.

But I appreciate the sentiment.
amberthefool on September 20th, 2005 04:33 am (UTC)
is alrady the most popular lttr in the alphabt. It don't nd no xtra hlp.

Like what I did there?
every Starbucks should have a polar bearscoradh on September 20th, 2005 04:41 am (UTC)
Leaving them out is equally tiring! Spelling is like a drug; it's eventually far easier to do it than not.
amberthefool on September 20th, 2005 07:20 am (UTC)
I knew I shouldn't have listened to that teacher when she said that the spelling wouldn't be addictive. She didn't warn me about the side effects of grammar either!
every Starbucks should have a polar bearscoradh on September 20th, 2005 12:56 pm (UTC)
What do teachers know about the sacred art of the genetive clause? FIE!
amberthefool on September 20th, 2005 01:51 pm (UTC)
With me, it was Mrs. H in Latin. She brought me down with the combined forces of the relative clause and the imperfect sheep tense.
every Starbucks should have a polar bearscoradh on September 21st, 2005 12:33 pm (UTC)
Sheep have tenses? I suppose it's only fair; they don't have much else.
amberthefool on September 22nd, 2005 12:34 am (UTC)
Actually, it was Mrs. H's way of teaching us the imperfect tense in Latin. There's always a "ba" in the word if it is in that tense. Real sheep say "baa". Ergo, it was an imperfect sheep :D
every Starbucks should have a polar bearscoradh on September 23rd, 2005 06:50 am (UTC)
*dies laughing*
amberthefool on September 24th, 2005 12:18 am (UTC)
It worked, but. XD

She even drew a picture on the board of a sheep with three legs that was saying "ba" and wrote "The Imperfect Sheep" over it.
every Starbucks should have a polar bearscoradh on September 24th, 2005 12:19 pm (UTC)
A woman of formidable talents! *is awed*
amberthefool on September 24th, 2005 12:20 pm (UTC)
Indeed *nodnod*

She managed to get 4 15-year-olds As on Latin GCSEs done in one year. Quite a taskmistress, she is.
every Starbucks should have a polar bear: blue Harryscoradh on September 25th, 2005 03:28 am (UTC)
Wow. Yet, despite her example, I'm still mostly glad I didn't pick teaching after all. xD
amberthefool on September 27th, 2005 07:14 am (UTC)
We found out our exact marks today. Me, Liv and Em got 147, 134 and 136 out of 200 respectively. I was three marks off an A*! *flails despondently*
every Starbucks should have a polar bearscoradh on September 27th, 2005 12:08 pm (UTC)
It could be worse. It could be three marks off a D!
amberthefool on September 27th, 2005 12:10 pm (UTC)
My friend got three marks off a C, so she's sending her paper to be remarked. I am so tempted to do the same, mostly cos I have annoying perfectionisty tendencies.

Sign in to AIM!
Caitcoralia13 on September 19th, 2005 02:08 pm (UTC)
Don't know about the book, but tomorrow you will be fine! Well, you won't be fine tomorrow. (Sorry.) But depending on how much like me you are, you will be fine sometime between tomorrow and next week. With you, I suspect sooner, rather than later. I have faith in your adaptive abilities, and I am here for you 100% until things sort themselves out. New Stuff Stress is the worst kind. Just remember that everyone goes through it and everyone gets past it. It's kind of the nature of the beast. Enjoy it whenever you can! E-mail me/livejournal excessively whenever you can't! I'm here for you, darling!
every Starbucks should have a polar bear: Michael!scoradh on September 20th, 2005 03:45 am (UTC)
I tell you what, last night I couldn't sleep and this message nearly made me cry! You have no idea how much your support meant to me just then. I felt like I was very nearly alone in the world and you helped!

As of this moment, I'm in a computer lab in UCC. I spent the morning queueing, queueing and queueing, followed by a spate of queueing. It was good, though; I was chatting to the girls before and after me in the line. They were medicine and dentistry students; there were early childhood studies and social science students too, so the queue went on for a mile, I swear. Still, I didn't stop talking from the moment I got in it till now. I fell over once, made an ass of myself and said a lot of crap, but I still rocked on with a girl called Clodagh to the AIB bank and we got free white coats! I got a tonne of freebies ... two bottles of Club Orange, which happens to be my favourite drink, Pot Noodles, chocolate bars, a squashy pig, an envelope that I think contains the condoms, a lot of literature, and I signed up for another bank a/c while I was in the line. Yay for having two banklink cards! Plus I got my student card, so cheap buses and cinema tickets, not to mention alcohol supplies, are ensured!


It's great to have someone to babble to who really knows what I'm going through. The whole dread, acid stomach on the car trip in, shaking hands, nausea, wanting to be basically anywhere but here, a lava pit for preference ... and five minutes in I'm chatting away, acting my heart out, and after a while feeling fine. Then excited. Then on a high.

Like is ver' ver' odd.

Plus there were three boys in the WHOLE QUEUE. Damn, I should have gone for Engineering ... *pouts*
Caitcoralia13 on September 20th, 2005 07:52 pm (UTC)
That sounds awesome and very, very much the standard - the whole so so so nervous and then you are with a bunch of people who are just as nervous, and you all unite in nervousness an desire to make friends and be funny and it's hilarious. The first year is always so good because you meet everyone and have all these great experiences. I am looking forward to hearing about The First Year - Rachel Style. I was going through old LJ entries the other day from my early days of freshman year, and even my later ones, and I was like, yeah, this is awesome.
And hooray for free squashy pigs! You will have that forever, I am sure. I went to the zoo with a couple of friends early freshman year, and they gave us free stuffed killer whales (or, as I think probably all Americans call them, Shamus). Melanie still has hers, and I hug it daily.
I remember the feeling you are describing so well. In fact, I remember it from this year! Always goes away in time. I am glad I could help!
Oh, and engineering boys are bad news. They always have girlfriends! :)
every Starbucks should have a polar bear: James Deanscoradh on September 21st, 2005 01:05 pm (UTC)
I could wish some people weren't so ... smug and secure. But maybe that's my tiredness and scaredness talking! I've found two people who live near me, which is weird because of boarding school, I never knew anyone who lived near me! Don't worry; once I find out all the names of the pretty boys I'll probably never summon up the nerve to talk to, things will get very interesting. And not in a good way.

Shamus? Wth? Where did that come from? I will put my pig on the windowsill.

<3 Except for the ugly ones you don't want anyway, right?
Caitcoralia13 on September 21st, 2005 05:23 pm (UTC)
Ah, yes, there are always those. Still haven't figured out if they are just disguising their nerves, or if they really aren't nervous, the freaks. Ooh, I'm so looking forward to stories!

Shamu is the name of the famous killer whale specimen in US's Sea World. (http://www.shamu.com/)

Oh, but of course! Which reminds me, I have such a story for you! I might as well write about it right now - I have nothing else to do! (For once!)
Rachel: King Of The Quad Jumpskindof_alluring on September 19th, 2005 05:17 pm (UTC)
Hahahahaha, I think the majority of kids go though the, "I want bangs so I will cut them myself" phase. Mine stuck straight up and I was really errrr cool looking ;D.
every Starbucks should have a polar bearscoradh on September 20th, 2005 03:38 am (UTC)
That was mine, too! Added to a really scary bucktoothed grin, I was the archetypal UGLY CHILD.