Woke up at six flat and rolled around in bed till seven turned fifteen minutes year old. Wanted to do some writing; ended up getting five sentences down. Aidan turned up feeling the same way I did about the new day. Usual sentiment was Nothing really matters anymore.

Had a mix-up with my Japanese section and where the heck I was really supposed to be. Thought I was in Faura; turns out I was at Berchman's. Did a sprint like a madman across the quad. Nobody there to laugh about that but me. >_>

But the class was fun. Really. I never thought I'd see the words "buchou" and "bedo" on the same page. It's a buchou love fantasy come true. XD

Math 11 was Math 11. Teacher was sympathetic to all of us. Good reason to be, considering the fact that I doubt that we deserved to fail. Or at least, some of us shouldn't have. We went straight to the lesson and I made a good attempt at taking notes but somewhere down the middle I just stopped thinking and couldn't breathe well when the realization that "Yes, self, you are repeating a subject because you failed and you really don't know why" hit me in the chest and then I really couldn't think anymore.

So yeah. Summer classes have begun.

You know? I should lay off the Coke because the sugar's going to kill me but I'm drinking it again anyway. Then again, I guess people have done more idiotic things. *sweatdrop*
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