Barcodes, oh barcodes... Where have you been all of my life? Oh, that's right, on the back of the box...
Anyway, today I've discovered my blackberry can scan barcodes and 2D codes. The endless joy this new found bit of tech has given me...
I have made barcodes for all sorts of things, including this site. They cause so much fun in the simple minded like me, that my work had to hide the milk, because I kept scanning it, then giggling to myself at the thought of cyber-milk. They then had to take the scanner off me entirely, as I kept finding various things that could be added to their database of books, e.g. pencil case, newspaper or perhaps the toy cat...
Monday, 8 November 2010
Saturday, 6 November 2010
Thursday, 4 November 2010
Face To Face
Today I've had a day of pure childishness. Well, childishness and creativity, that is, as surely they go hand in hand, no?
Well anyway, for my birthday some weeks ago, I was given a pack of stickers by my cousin, on which were different eyes and mouths, so you could give stationary and the like expressions.
Needless to say, all of my stationary now has a different face on, not to mention my friends phones, calculators and even their faces! Yeah, that's right. Faces on faces. I went there. Living life to the full eh?
Apart from that, today has been a pretty event-less day... Boring lessons, even more boring teachers... Thats school eh?
Well anyway, for my birthday some weeks ago, I was given a pack of stickers by my cousin, on which were different eyes and mouths, so you could give stationary and the like expressions.
Needless to say, all of my stationary now has a different face on, not to mention my friends phones, calculators and even their faces! Yeah, that's right. Faces on faces. I went there. Living life to the full eh?
Apart from that, today has been a pretty event-less day... Boring lessons, even more boring teachers... Thats school eh?
Wednesday, 3 November 2010
Dirty Innuendos
Today I had an RE lesson. While my table of people quietly got on with our work, we heard our Teacher say to another group, "Well, I enjoyed it, but my husband didn't."
My table all looked up, and we gave ourselves a look of surprise at what we'd just heard over the murmur of the classroom. We were just about to carry on with our work when we heard her say, "Someone held me by the back."
The thoughts were already beginning to flood the minds and ears of those of us who were eavesdropping, but this was even before she said, "At one point I had to get down on my hands and knees!"
There was us, three normal students, in a normal RE lesson (if you can call such extreme boredom normal...), when we hear things such as these said by none other than our RE teacher!
She then said, "I was quite tired at the end because of all of the adrenaline. It was very intense."
At this point we weren't sure whether we were just reading into it too much, or we were miss hearing every word, but a quick glance at each other's astonished faces confirmed that it really did sound quite bizarre.
I don't know if we were relieved or disappointed at what was said next, but one of the students she was talking to, then added, "When I was baptised it wasn't anywhere near as exciting as that..."
Well... We can at least live in hope eh?
My table all looked up, and we gave ourselves a look of surprise at what we'd just heard over the murmur of the classroom. We were just about to carry on with our work when we heard her say, "Someone held me by the back."
The thoughts were already beginning to flood the minds and ears of those of us who were eavesdropping, but this was even before she said, "At one point I had to get down on my hands and knees!"
There was us, three normal students, in a normal RE lesson (if you can call such extreme boredom normal...), when we hear things such as these said by none other than our RE teacher!
She then said, "I was quite tired at the end because of all of the adrenaline. It was very intense."
At this point we weren't sure whether we were just reading into it too much, or we were miss hearing every word, but a quick glance at each other's astonished faces confirmed that it really did sound quite bizarre.
I don't know if we were relieved or disappointed at what was said next, but one of the students she was talking to, then added, "When I was baptised it wasn't anywhere near as exciting as that..."
Well... We can at least live in hope eh?
Monday, 1 November 2010
An Embarrassing China Town Moment...
Looking back on yesterdays events it was a great day to finish the half term on. Although I'm still down that I have to return to school...
Today I was talking about the meal yesterday and remembered something that made me laugh, so I thought I would mention it.
We were sat in the restaurant, and my friends sisters were telling me all sorts of things to say in chinese. We had had some Chinese Tea, which was quite nice, sort of yellow in colour, so I asked how you say, "Would you like a cup of Tea?" One of them told me, but as it was quite a long phrase, it took me many attempts to get it right.
I then Said what I thought was the right phrase and they burst out laughing. I asked what I had said wrong and in between bouts of laughter I heard my friend say I had just offered her a cup of Urine.
Note to self... Perhaps practice the chinese a little more before putting it into action...
Today I was talking about the meal yesterday and remembered something that made me laugh, so I thought I would mention it.
We were sat in the restaurant, and my friends sisters were telling me all sorts of things to say in chinese. We had had some Chinese Tea, which was quite nice, sort of yellow in colour, so I asked how you say, "Would you like a cup of Tea?" One of them told me, but as it was quite a long phrase, it took me many attempts to get it right.
I then Said what I thought was the right phrase and they burst out laughing. I asked what I had said wrong and in between bouts of laughter I heard my friend say I had just offered her a cup of Urine.
Note to self... Perhaps practice the chinese a little more before putting it into action...
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