Sorry to hear about what happened to all the RGS gals out there who were once taught by Ms Low. Apparently, if you don't have RG friends (go get one), she passed away on Tuesday from (as far as I know so far) unknown conditions. I don't really know her, because I've never been taught by her, nor even been in RGS, though from the way all of y'all were talking about her, she must have been a great teacher that few appreciated until she finally moved on.

Anyway, I'm not going to mourn here. That's for the RGS girls who have been taught by her. I'm just adding my 2 cents worth.

So, catching up with the 10 who I made the bet with...

3 gave up on it.
4 completed, binded, whatever-ed, gave up, then passed it to the teachers.
3 tried their best, handed it up, and crossed their fingers.

My portfolio is... MIA, I think. But, it's alright because I don't plan on handing up either.

*shrug*

I know some people who fall into the second group, hopefully because of me. One of these days, I have to remind people that my witty quotes, one-liners and sarcastic remarks are not mine. I collect them, and put them up for the world to see, through one status at a time. Still, it pleases me to note that people believe that their portfolio of works looks like crap compared to mine. There's a German word for this, Schadenfreude, which basically means that one delights in another's pain/suffering/misery. It's like sadism, except in Schadenfreude, you don't need to inflict it.

A sadist is the person who runs you over with a steamroller, then reverses, then drives over your legs again, avoiding your body and head at all times.
Somebody who likes Schadenfreude stands at the roadside, laughing as the paramedics try to scrape your legs off the tarmac so that you can be buried.

That's the difference.

Moving on to my flu, it's cleared up a little. My nose is still blocked, I still got a ton of phlegm, and I still have pretty bad cough. On the other hand, the fever's gone. That would be good, if my voice didn't go with it.

FML. Now my voice is barely recognizable, and it sounds...weird.

Mabel, the Soundless.

P.S. Why yes, you should be happy I'll be silent for Monday! =,=