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Study at school |
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Presentation
From watching a grandparent die from cancer, to having another grandparent almost die from an anurism, to losing another grandparent before exams start, to underachieve in your exams and affecting your chances to getting into any college/uni/job after school, to losing a job, to have to struggling against your own failing health, to having help your disfunctional family support your 20 year old brother through a 3 year treatment...
To watch all those ups and downs. Experience, become aware of all the disasters and horrible things in the world...
If God tests faith. That's just taking the piss.
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"When the demonic energies first overtook the land, it perverted the living things it touched into monsters, horrible beyond imagination. The forest people were no exception. Once noble and kindly, they became followers of evil, and their physical bodies were warped to match their non-twisted personalities. Thus were the peaceful elfs transformed into the darkness-loving goblins! Or so the legend goes... "
- "Elfs?!? You mean ELVES, right?
" No, you're thinking of the IMMORTAL, mythical forest warriors, who fought using ENCHANTED weapons in an era LONG forgotten. I'M TALKING ABOUT HOLLOW-TREE-DWELLING, COOKIE-BAKING ELFS!"
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"Van Von Hunter, I charge you with the Destruction of ALL EVIL that remains!"
- "I can't really do that"
"W-What? Well why not?"
-"You see, You can't exactly hunt evil! Evil is a alignment. It's like... one of those metaphysical concepts. You can't hunt or kill a metaphysical concept! You CAN kill evil THINGS, though. So I mostly kill stuff that is evil."
"So... You're a hunter of evil... stuff?"
- "Damn straight!"
~~ Van Von Hunter, volume 2
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| Interests: |
Art, Collectables, Computers, Electronics, Gadgets, Games, Languages, Music, Science |
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| Favorite music: |
Dio Die Toten Hosen, Queen, The Kasier Chiefs, Final Fantasy 7 or 9 music, anything that sounds good |
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Direct link to this page: http://www.spogg.com/knucells/
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| Bathroom Drama |
A while ago, we ripped out the old off coloured orange bathroom suite and replaced it with a new clean White one. My mum and dad placed tiles around the edge of the bath and coated the walls and roof with about 4 layers of waterproof paint.
But now we've discovered a problem.
The bathroom is in the centre of the house - There's no windows, but it's got a very powerful fan that (somehow, I can never figure out where the fan leads too) connects outside.
For the past while, we've had this lovely mould growing in the bathroom; It's orange, and it gets everywhere. It's unknown if it's always just been there because our old bathroom was the same colour as the mould. But the problem is that it's getting up on the CEILING. There's these band marks on the roof, and we have to keep cleaning and painting the ceiling every so often
It's not like you can physically see it, but it just looks like orange marks on the wall that can mysteriously appear within a week.
My parents religously clean the bathroom once a week.
The main culpert of the mysterious mould was the Shower Curtain - We think. It would be the first thing to go orange.
Solution; Remove the shower curtain, simple.
But now when I go in the shower, water sprays everywhere and I have to mop it up! 
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Journal entry by Knucells at Feb 02 2008 |
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| Imagine... |
Tonight. Millions of small children will be leaving out a mince pie, sherry and carrot on their kitchen table. Parents will be hushing them off to sleep, otherwise Santa won't come.
The little kids, staying awake, looking out their windows or out onto the landing, looking for a sign of the mysterious Mr Claus.
Eventually dozing off, to be woken again by their siblings, to rush down the stairs and seeing a stack of presents. The mince pie wrapper is there, the sherry half drunk and carrot half eaten. Children squealing with excitement. Santa has been! Santa has been!
Aah... Spending the rest of the afternoon with the family. Playing games, having roast chicken, messing around...
Just my kind of Christmas! ^^
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Journal entry by Knucells at Dec 25 2007 |
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Christmas songs going around my head. Make them stop.  
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Journal entry by Knucells at Dec 05 2007 |
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| My good (and slightly aggressive) deed for the day: |
I had Higher Biology straight after lunch today. Usually in our school (and in any school, come to think of it), people are absolutely buzzing from all the sugar they've eaten in Morning break then again at Lunch.
For once, I was first to arrive and then a few minutes later the rest of the class arrives. The second bell goes, and this boy walking down the corridor suddenly breaks into a run. As he runs, his phone falls out of his pocket, and I assume he doesn't notice. And so his phone is lying there, admist some rubbish, in the hallway.
I look at the phone, and then at my classmates. None of them seem to have batted an eye (Typical). A few people walk up the corridor, glance at it, and walk on.
I try to take the same view - Not my phone, not my problem, but it's on my concionous: What if it had been MY shiny new phone lying on the ground with people walking all over it?
I don't have time to ponder at it: Finally a boy from a group of 3 spots it and picks it up. One of his friends joke "Ooh, nice phone" and he replies "Yeah, maybe I'll pocket it"
I scowl.
"Excuse me," I said firmly, "I think you should hand that into Reception." They stop, turn and look at me.
"I am, I'm just going to"-"Seeing as you're not going to, hand it over: I'll be sure that Mr Ironside sees to it"
Evidently, these guys were nice enough not to pick a fight with a girl surrounded by 10 other 16 to 17 year olds.
"Fine, only if you catch it" So he throws it. Without thinking, I raise one hand and grab it in mid air.
"I was always a dab hand at catching things in P.E" I smile, the boys scuttle off, and yet my classmates still don't blink a bleedin' eye
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Journal entry by Knucells at Nov 28 2007 |
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| Thoughts |
Jesus may have died on the cross to save us...
... But I broke my phone trying to text you.
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Last login 01:12, Sep 08 2008
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