Scary

I'll tell you what's scary? Standing in the wall while someone's taking a free kick in football (soccer). That's the stuff of nightmares. Actually, when I reflect now, it's probably less scary when you face the ball. When your back is turned, you wait for the inevitable, shocking pain. Unless they miss. Then the whole wall breathes a collective sigh of relief. Now I know why they don't put microphones near the players on the pitch now. All you would hear during a free kick is the wall going "OMG, it's Ronaldinho, hope he doesn't kick it at me, I don't care if he gets a goal." That would be highly unsportsmanlike, not to mention cowardly.

Speaking of scary, exams are scary. Ludo isn't doing much to help either. "Study hard, or you're going to fail. You better beat MacRob this year, you n00bs." Oh well. What can you do.

On a random side note, not that the aforementioned wasn't random, the winter concert was a blast. It was more funny than fun though, if you take my meaning. The funniest thing was this Year 9 MacRob girl hitting on me, then being disappointed when she found out I was in Year 12, not Year 10. Then going for the guy next to me, who she thought was Year 9, but was Year 11. Hilarious stuff. The performance was alright, but it wasn't that great when you factor in the rehearsal time.

Probably shouldn't get a haircut before Nigel's 18th. I like the way it is now.