and no i haven't quite touched the thing since i finished my A levels, whooped, dumped my trusty fat multi-file on the desk (there'tis, the grey one), and gone off to serve my country. I was actually halfway thru the cleanup before it dawned on me that a before and after picture might be cute. And anyway, i'm pretty fond of my messy study, because messy as it is, it's really rather efficient at storing information, but the situation is starting to become rather desperate, which reminds me of something i read on dys's blog.
And in the process of uncovering my ancient history, i've discovered, among other things, that:
1. my teachers were actually pretty good, especially my english ones
2. I've forgotten all my history and geog, and lit, and most of my sciences too, heck, everything.
3. It's still painful to look at such large concentrated amounts of chinese text
4. I DO have my remainder/factor theorem notes after all. heh.
5. I also have a rather irritating dust skin allergy, in addition to the respiratory one.
no pun intended on 5. Those of you allergic to wheaty jokes, what's wrong with you?! But you can stop reading now.
And then i discovered all those enrichment thingies that my teachers chose to foist upon us, like this little gem of a worksheet:
5. When i'm stoned i get a little bolder
6. "You're always telling lice ant you mite bee found out." he ticked her off
11. Atrophy is a reward for long political service.
12. I've put my money into a new girlie magazine so i can take accrued interest.
and then it goes on into a story:
Jester Story
A pun my soul, it can be a dangerous business, this punning. Witness the true story of the medieval court jester who was an inveterate punster and punned knight and day until his master, the moarch -- an ace of a king and quite a card by all accounts -- was driven beyond reason and ordered the fool to be carried away to the gallows, there to be strung up. No sooner had the jester been dragged from the yoral presence than the king began to reflect on the problems of acquiring a replacement, and it didn't take long to have him sending a pardon after the condemned jester.
The messenger carrying the pardon reached the gallows just in time to save the victim, who was already standing with the rope around his neck. The pardon proclaimed the jester's freedom on the condition that he never cracked another pun in his life. But old habits die hard, and without thinking the jester promptly said: "no noose is good news."
And they hanged him.
I miss school.
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