The maths competition on Thursday was... GG. But I've learnt not to care too much about these sorts of tests anymore. They were made to be difficult, so the fact that I can't do it is justified, right? Right?

No more SACs for now, well, as far as I know... They gave us two DAYS notice for our last bio SAC so... Yeah. That gives me a little breathing space to get things in order. Which they haven't been in, really rather pitiful to say the least, since the end of the holidays. Doesn't make sense, but there you go. I'm more tired, exhausted, disorganised, lazy and unwilling to do work than BEFORE the holidays started. How's that for logic.

Going for my first official tuition lesson tomorrow since I came here, guess it came to a point where I really needed to have tuition, just like I used to back in the day. The only reason I managed to get that organised was because of the relative freedom I have this weekend. Ok, I just took a look at my homework, maybe I don't. Screw that.

I took the wrong train line home by accident on that same day, was actually too dead to even notice. So I got home a lot later. However, I did manage to get a good view of a sunset at the perfect time (You can tell I'm pretty far from civilisation in this photo... >.>). Somehow seemed to make up for my mistake.



Doesn't look that impressive in the photo, this was one of the moments you really had to be there. Oh well.

It seems that my mail got through after all. Getting an actual reply wasn't what I expected, but it's really quite a nice feeling to recieve a hand-written card, especially in this age. (I know, sounds ironic coming from Glen. Shut up.) I think it's just the effort and time the other party took to send it that's really appreciated, also a really precious thing these days. In fact, it's probably the first time I've actually personally recieved one. I really liked the envelope and card itself too =P.

2am, I really need to get proper sleep this weekend or risk a repeat of the last. And the week that followed. Which I really cannot afford this time. Our English teacher sucks too much. Not doing homework could actually result in... Terrible outcomes. She's come up with some of the most messed up excuses I've ever heard to skip class. FFS, we're in Year 12, at least bother to arrange for a SUB?? "Oh, I have a TOK seminar. Here's a sheet of crap." "Oh, have to go photocopy stuff. Here's more sheets of crap." "Oh, I have to go take my dog to the vet. Do this (insert pointless time-waster here)."

Ok, I'll stop now. Zzz. To bed.

Good bye.

I'll be waiting.