I Know A Lot

That’s right. LOTS. Here are three examples of what I know:

1. I know that it is NEVER a good idea to drink orange juice after brushing your teeth. Or any other type, actually.

2.I know that Hannah Montana is really tween super-sensation Miley Cyrus, cleverly disguised by a wig. See, she’s Miley when she’s a brunette and Hannah when she she fake hair perched on her head.

3. I know (now) that whenever you put on hair conditioner, you MUST rinse it off. Moisturiser, on the other hand, can stay on.

But among the dozens and dozens of things I know, there are some I wish I didn’t.

1. I wish I never knew Bambi’s mother was killed.

2. I wish I never knew that Bambi was just a cartoon, and so (his? or her?) mother’s death was simply a cartoonist not drawing her anymore.

3. I wish I never knew my Mocks Results.

I KNOW I’m not alone.

I remember it clearly, as if it had just happened last Tuesday, the 3rd of March. My Maths Paper 1 script dropped on my desk with such a force that it split my desk in half. We had to go to the next room and borrow a spare desk, and everything. It’s enough to say that I was disappointed with my result. But, being the optimist/fool that I am, I left the class sure that Q4 on Sequences and Series was a trick question – and that there really were no answers to the thing.

Next class: Chemistry. I have a love/hate relationship with Chemistry. It was hate that day. The result was good, but not as good as I had hoped. Like Slumdog Millionaire. I realised then, that had I met some guy in an alley and he pointed a gun to my head and said, “You tell me the test for nitrates, right now, or you will die”, this pointless, irrelevant post would not have existed.

Next class: Biology. There was no result to frown/smile over. I mean really, how hard is it to correct approximately 30 scripts (including another 900 for Junior Certs)? Hhm?

For the rest, I have no desire to collect them. 

As if anybody couldn’t tell by now, I don’t really have an aim in mind whenever I write a post. I just type what comes to my head. Then I correct the spelling. For this, though, I think I had one.

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