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| The widespread use of the term has sprung many variations such as pseudo-pluralizations (e.g. lols, lollers and lolz), repetitions (e.g. lololol and loooool), and puns (e.g. lollerskates, lolercopter, lolercakes, lolgasm, lollercoaster, lollerfest, lollerpops, lollercaust). Sometimes the Os are replaced with alternating or random zeroes, as a form of Leet (e.g. lo0o0ol).
Another use which is becoming increasingly widespread is using it to replace the word laugh in a phrase, such as It makes me lol or I lol at that. In fact, it can be used as nearly any part of speech: It is lol.
The word lol is also becoming used in everyday speech among instant messaging users, often sarcastically, saying "lol" to a joke instead of actually laughing at it. Some may just slip the word in randomly, much like an instant message conversation, during casual conversation.
Despite it being an English acronym, it is often used by non-English speakers as-is, even in other scripts (eg. Arabic: لول, Hebrew: לול).
Variants and translations in widespread use
Most of these abbreviations are usually found in lowercase. lal or lawl — can refer to either a pseudo-pronunciation of LOL, or the German translation (although most German speakers use 'LOL'). Saying lawl is sometimes meant in mockery of those who use the term LOL, and not meant as serious usage.
* Lol (lollig) — a Dutch word, meaning joke or fun (lollig means funny)
* MDR — French equivalent: Mort De Rire ('Dying of laughter')
* ｗ — used commonly in 2channel
* LMAO — stands for "Laughing My Arse Off" or "Laughing My Ass Off" and has several variations itself:
o ROFL/ROTFL — Rolling On the Floor, Laughing. Roffle is now also a widely used variation of ROFL, along with its own variations (such as the popular ROFLcopter); and of course in any permutation, such as: ROFLMAO
* lolz — occasionally used in place of "LOL"
..... Thank you Wikipedia for your insight.
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| My exams results are pathetic. In fairness, I was struggling during the exams, and it seems I cannot do them to save my life!
Sezzi thinks I may suffer from something called Dyxpracia or something, where I continually misread, change or add in words to text. What does this mean? Well, the Harry Potter books are much more detailed and longer, but when it comes to exams I continually answer the wrong question, or I fail to register what the question is asking at all.
My coursework is generally good, but damn! Exams are just not for me! I have always been this way, and annoyed that the state school system never picked up on this. I can understand if this was in the 60's, but now ... we are meant to have the best education system and health service in the world, so why did they miss all the signs. You should hear me read
"Once upon a time [insert 4 second pause], there lived an, sorry, a beautifulling princess named, wait, I mean a beautiful princess named ... [insert 4 second pause]... "
It turns out my mother suffers from something similar ... so she should also have informed the school! GRRRR. I dont understand it, give me a room full of people, and I can pass a coursework with flying colours without preparing for the presentation. You make me read, or do a written exam and BAM! I am the dumbest person this side of the Atlantic Ocean!
The other thing I suck at is Math! I can do complicated sums in my head when I need to, for example, working out the VAT and Tax paid by an imaginary business that I research the potential for, when it comes to written work, I suck like monkey ass!
Oh, and spelling! Dont get me started on spelling! I already misread words, so when I spell, I spell them how my mind reads them, not how the civilised world reads and writes.
So put this together
1: I can spell
2: I cant read
3: I cant do written maths
4: I have large ears
5: I cant do exams
What do you have? ... someone which resembles an ape, who probably shouldnt be in the Higher Education system! BUT! I am going to do it, and I am going to pass with flying colours!!! I know I have the intelligence and certainly the common sense, so fuck the system! I will make it work for me!
I do believe that this is quite common. The brain can only process a tiny amount of data of what your eye recieves, something like 10% of an image. The rest is either guessed, or visualised through memory. Ever wondered why men fail to notice new clothes or hair? Or someone pulls out in front of you, and then later that day you cant even remember what colour the car was?
It sounds weird, but it does beg the question, do we all look the same to each other? If 90% of our vision is guess work and memory, then wouldnt that mean that you cant see a room differently to someone else, or why we all have such different taste in the opposite sex? Since attractiveness is based on being average and healthy, we may fail to notice flaws in a person, and then fall completely in love, but the next person may not.
oooo, I have confused myself!
On a better note ... I just signed the contract on my first place! YAY! I have a place to myself! This means I will have a BT landline that ALL MINE :D Check my maturity out!
(P.S Looking at sheds, slippers and classic cars does not make me an old fart ... but I cant help think how cool it would be to be 65 right now!!)
Rant and stress over .... if anyone has any advice on how to read properly (I do read a lot of books) or to overcome exam fears (which I think is the reason why I mess up on them), please please please tell me!
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| One is about to drive to Kent and back again, after doing so on Friday. I am very tempted to buy the new Classical Chillout Cd for the journey, but I chances are I will be happy with Radio 4.
Being a bank holiday Sunday, I am hoping the traffic will not be all that bad on the M25, so I shall cross my fingers.
Talking of music, I love Meatloaf's voice! I wish to learn to sing like that or better.
I hope my future personal CV will be something along these lines
Qualifications:
Grade 8 Singing
Grade 8 Piano
Business: 1st Class degree
Psychology: 1st Class degree (part time)
Experience:
Active charity worker for Respect 4 Sex.
Previous experience as cover model for Mens Health
Current employment:
CEO to VEMAR Enterprise. (Virtual Estate Making Ashleigh Rich)
Voluntary poistions in a number of charities across the UK
I would be the most irresitable man in the world, because I would be genuine and extremely adorably nice at the same time. .... I can dream! LOL
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| I wish to say (and seeing as very few people read this, I can) ... I LOVE SEZZI'S NEW BOOBS! 
Indeclaration of peace, by the power invested in my by international and localised regional law defined by the United Kingdom within the "Salvage & Treasure act of 1974", I declared pre-emptive salvage rights to the boobs owned by Sarah Lickorish on the condition the reigning Monarch does not wish to claim ownership of said items.
I warn all, this will stand up in a court of law.
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| I declared that the washing machine of the house, whom I have grown attached to and in an emotional state, named him 'Washing Machine', has now passed into Washing Machine heaven.
Washing Machine Heaven, its a funny place. It is said, that the washing machine God made WMH (thats what they call it) in the image of the holy grail of all washing machines ... Curry's. Those who are good enough, end up here, those who are naughty, well, they go to Washing Machine Hell, which is very similar in image to a Student house full of clothes that smell, no matter how many times you wash them.
I am proud of you Washing Machine, the way you died, and you took Alex's clothes with you, as a timely reminder that lazy people will never defeat the washing machine kind without a a fight and costly sacrifices!
Rest in peace. You were the best, a washing machine, a tumble dryer, but most of all, you were free. I do not believe for one second I will find someone as cheap and cheerful as you.
I wish to sing a song to bid you farewell.
******
You were the greatest and best washing machine in the world.
Tribute.
Long time ago, me and my brothers living here,
we were going to the laundrette, down a long and lonesome road.
All of a sudden, there shined a shiny washing mashine, in the middle of the road,
AND it said!
Wash cloooothes inside meeeeee ... or I will eat your souls!
Me and my housemates, we looked at each other,
and we each said
Okay!
and we washed the first things that started to smell,
and it just so happened to be
The best washing machine in the world, yes it was the best washing machine in the world!
Look into my eyes and its easy to see that one make two and that one make three,
it was destiny.
Once every hundred thousand years or so,
when the sun dont shine and the moon dont glow and the mould do smellloooo
Needless to say, the washing machine was stunned!
A quck crack on a super spin,
and the load was done!
It asked us, BE YOU STUDENTS,
and we said yes, and clothes do smell!
AHHHHHHH, AHHHHHH, AHAHAHA
Whoooaaa, whooaaaao!
This once was, the greatesing washing machine in the world!
and this is our tribute.
You cleaned our clothes like the greatest washing machine in the world!
this is our tribute!
To the the greatest washing machine the in the world! whoa whoa
.... ok, writers blocking coming ... I will finish at some point
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