Howdy readers, if there's any of you here. I'm alive. My posts are mostly nonsense, and my back hurts. I have about a bajillion pages of history to do. -_-
I really need to shape up and organize a bit more, I usually find myself overwhelmed by work. Oh yeah. I thought about why I don't post much about personal problems in life as much here as other bloggers, and I came to the idea that... well, I keep thinking that in the end, I'm just whining about problems which could be solved easily. With a simple sorry or a long talk, but something of the sort.
Anyways, a quick rundown of my day. With extra whining about problems which coul... ehm yes.
First Period, Computers: This class made me realize the importance of a good posture. The back of my chair was sort of... deadly, so I leaned forward most of the class, and paid the price, I have a pain in my lower back and it's really getting to me. But it still hurts.
Second Period, Math: Ah Jesus. Could it be any worse? The pain in my back increasing, the loudness of the class is high. Shit. It's actually kinda funny in a way. I mean, five people pass the test (including me), and everyone wants to know how they did, yet THEY ALL TALK! They act like they give a shit, but they don't give a shit. That's fucking amazing.
Recess rolled along. The biggest thing that happened was.... I don't remember. If you do, tell me, I might be losing my memory.
Third Period, English: The one point of the day where I could relax just a bit. The big chunk of it was talking to Luvdeep about Tom Clancy novels, and about who played Jack Ryan. I say Harrison Ford was the best one, :D
Lunch all took place in the caf, or the lobby. We (me, Eli, Andy, Rame, Jacob, and Dharmesh) didn't really leave that area. As for what happened, there were sissyfights, slaps, punches, nudges, hugs, and yells of "JESUS CHRIST SHUT UP!" [<-- Yeah yeah, you know who you are. ;) ]
French came and we had a test, we had a listening test, and there was a lot of work.
Going home, we (the group mentioned above) went to the arcade, stuck around and talked, about... everything. And no, Shannon, I don't like Sze-Wing. You're crazy.

I originally planned to interview myself, but like a lot of my ideas, it went to the trash.
Oh. And hear me say some nonsense in Cockney London slang/accent here. Keep in mind that I did that at Midnight with a tired brain.
Anyways,
SEE YOU SPACE COWBOY...