howdy it's that time of year again. the time where i grow closer to the day where i dread seeing the post van coming along the road. i get my exams results on the 10th. if i don't get 4 B's, then i'm stuck in gairloch for another year, and i'll have to go back to school. now, for various reasons too horrible to describe, that is a fate worse than death. seriously. so i've got to do well. i need four B's. i did highers in art, french, modern studies (like politics and stuff) and english, and a module in maths cos i is thick wif numbers, but i'm convinced i've f*cked up badly. i did this last year for my standard grades, and i got six grade 1's and two grade 2's, which is apparently like six A's and two B's in GCSE's.... so that was pretty good, and i think if i stick to this theory, of convincing myself i've done badly, then maybe i'll have done well. oh who am i kidding? i've been offered a place to do a BA in Arts and Social Science at strathclyde uni and i REALLY need to go there this year, cos there is no way i'm going back to school, to be with a bunch of people who hate me, take the piss and generally make me miserable. so i must get 4 B's. sinisterines, you will be among the first to know my results. if i can get on the internet that is. we got another massiiiiiiiive phone bill in the other day, and i've been banned from the net during the week. oh joy. so you'll probably hear on friday. or saturday. as if any of you actually care, i can hear the giggles/sighs of annoyance already, and i haven't even sent this yet! loneliness of a middle distance runner is great. even better than legal man, but we won't get into that one again, will we?! have been reading a book called "sophie's world" lately. it's about the history of philosophy and stuff, and is very good. but what i like about it the best is how the girl gets these secret letters every day. i mean, she knows who they're from (a philosophy teacher) but it's just quite cool. i wish i got secret letters, i never get any post or anything these days. you can send me secret emails if you want, they're better than nothing i suppose... ho hum as for the subject line... it's my favourite b&s song at the moment. small but perfectly formed. but nothing beats the recorders in "the boy with the arab strap". woo, and indeed, hoo. i'm off, amy xxx "wisest is she who knows she does not know" +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the undead Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister@missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo@missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "tech-heads and students" +-+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "peculiarly deranged fanbase" "frighteningly named +-+ +-+ Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+