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Monday, March 20, 2006

today was the first day of school. sucky, if you ask me.

woke up with a headache, and had to worry if i'll be late for school. anyhow i still took the bus and reached school on time.

school was. so normal i couldn't stand it. how the teachers come in and out of the classrooms, going through stuff i take about a hundred years to understand. i figured going to school is a waste of time, because i still have to take out extra time other than lessons to figure out all the concepts the teachers try to teach anyway.

then came training. which was killer. my head hurt so bad, i walked like a drunkard (according to smelly). so now you know, next time you wanna act drunk, don't need to drink, get headache can already. ate two panadols, but they didn't really work. and i played really disgustingly for my three bouts of randori. bless me on thursday.

came up with this sure-win formula today during lessons. but it only applies if you play with people of lesser intellectual capacity. faith added on to it, but i seriously don't know where the piece of paper is now. honestly, i don't think i mind teaching them covalent bonding.

and i'm demanding for chocolates and sugar and spice and everything nice to bless me on thursday. i'm already forcing my sister to write me a good-luck postcard. (she was nice to write me TWO last year even though i totally didn't expect it! so i decided, this year, i shall take it for granted. haha.)

heaven on earth
9:59 pm