Homework has an increasing propensity to come back and bite you in the nards. Especially since its now exactly 12 days to our first exam. Its seriously more rush this sem, and I don't know why. Teachers are still chasing us for homework and I haven't even finished the Tioman reports.
As they say: "No rest for the wicked." And wicked am I.
Reading Olde English texts recently. They are the cornerstones of literature and the bedrock of a cultured mind. And to everyone else, its *raspberry*. But seriously though, I wonder if everyone back then spoke like that. It would be so cool to live in a time where people speak like that. You'll go out in the morning and people would be like "
A: Forswain this fair visaged morrow! (Good morning)
B: Thou'st come to use thy tongue; thy story quickly (If you got something to say, say it)
A: There are more things in Heaven and Earth than are dreamt of in your philosophy (You're a retard)
B:If thou speak'st false, upon the next tree shalt thou hang alive. (No way!)
A: A plague o'er your house! (Screw you)
I would love to live in Ye Olde England.
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