Colour Pencils

But not very much in the mood for posting… I’ve decided to put Spacies (the lone chapter I posted two posts ago) on indefinate hiatus, as I have lost a lot of interest. Agh…

But what can I post about? The swimming carnival last week, where we poked TimTam 48923009480234 times? Or the Open Day where Mr. Skepper was totally not cool? Or Slumdog Millionaire and the sleepover at Sam’s house where they painted my nails black and made my hair all poofy? Or the fact that they now want to do unimaginable things to my hair now?

I’ll start with the Open Day, as the only notable thing in the carnival was the fact TimTam nearly got bruised by our pokage.

Okay… I had to play in a band in the morning, and Mr. Skepper was talking to the audience and was ‘picking’ on us [the section of my instrument which, if you're reading this, you should know and if you don't GO AWAY RANDOM STRANGER] which he doesn’t usually as the three Sax’s (who are… funny and include Ben) get more flak and I really need to breathe now as this is a runon sentance which is bad in English Class. *breathe*

Then I had 30 min break, in which I found TimTam dissecting a computer, found Pyro walking around, found a giant cookie that needed to be eaten and found TimTam again with Pyro, which predictably lead to a poking spree.

And then I had science, where I was in charge of dissecting a smelly slamon! Oops, not Atlantic Slamon, a carp [would get in trouble if I dissected a student, but I was tempted...]. The good thing was that this guy who had taken 2 hours to dissect it had dissected most of it. Bad thing was the crowd of Y7s who were all like “Can I poke it? Can I touch the eye? Can I burst the air bladder? EEEEWWWWWW YOU’RE TOUCHING IT!”. I was accompanied by this Y7, though, which was good as she knew the annoying Y7s.

A memorable line: Student: “Can I dissect it?” Her: “I’ll dissect you!” *waves scalpel at student*

I was certainly tempted. Oh, and if you came around and saw the gills floating in a jar, IT WAS MEE. I took the gill out [to the cries of “EEEWWW YOU’RE TOUCHING IT”] and put it in a little plate, then Ms. A**l put the gill into the jar where it floofed up. So if you saw it, yay!

Then I had freeeee time. Pyro had to go, so I was alone until I found Timbo94, then he had to go, then my parents came and yaay.

Okay, you can find out about the sleepover at Sammi’s blog, which is here. Yay.

And now I’m scared and need your help. This is the question that may change my life – Would my hair look good in red or blond highlights, and wouldn’t I look stupid with layers/a ‘bomb’ haircut like Crystal/a fringe/if I changed my hair at all? Sammi and Pyro are very interested in my hair, and I need your help… D: