Old Age & Treachery; Youth & Skill
I would love to regale you with school tales, but I'm thinking really evil thoughts and do not want to pull a dooce ... that blogger error where one spills one's guts only to have said entrails read by the party about whom one was spilling offal (awful, get it? heh.).
Let me just say that just because I missed four on that last quiz does not mean I am giving quarter. I will memorize those four damn answers and, when I am dying, will be able to recite that information ON MY DEATHBED.
I can't tell you how much I HATE BEING WRONG.
But maybe you're sensing it.
posted by mireille at 8:10 PM
11 Comments:
The more I read,
the more I likes ya.
I hear it, I feel it,
I live it!
"ON MY DEATHBED!!"
lol
9:33 PM
I am the exact same way.
I am sure you will nail the next quiz M!
4:59 AM
Gets under my skin... but you will never ever ever forget those answers again. If you don't remember anything else you will remember those four.
6:56 AM
Still life is right.
I love that picture!
7:37 AM
Mireille, whatever your score, xoxo
Now, breathe
8:01 AM
Wrong? You?
Nevah.
11:34 AM
How do you really feel?
2:03 PM
How is Bucky?
It is absolutely true that you will always remember the answers to the questions that you missed on a test. A good student always, always remembers the few questions that she missed.
Now. You did well anyway, right?
2:03 PM
really? You hate being wrong? I never would have picked that up!! :-)
4:39 PM
'Wrong'? No, I don't know what that word mean. Really, I'm thinking; I'm thinking. No, no idea what it might mean. ;-)
You will get all the answers next time. No doubt about that.
6:17 PM
(((M))) Just remember - somewhere in the multiverse, you scored perfectly. So you can never be "wrong".
6:27 PM
Post a Comment
<< Home