I was going post an insanely novel-esque length rant about life but I deleted it upon re-reading how...mleh and blegh-stupid and just how perhaps no one would understand my terrible and dying English. So,

I need to sit down and write down a list of all the things I still need to hand in for Social and English and debate how I should tackle them all. Speaking of English, I hate it and I'm begining to hate Band too...a class I usually can barely wait to get to.

Had a Unit test on Vectors in Math this morning and I think I saved myself from bombing it by asking Mr McKnight if I had to give the compass directions for the bearings too. (Bearings - N56°W.)

And I saw a brown-ish van parked across from our house and for a brief moment I thought it could be my brother! But sadly, it wasn't and I just went in and sat about thinking about how lonely it is in my house is 95%/all the time. (The last time my brother pulled a SUPRISE! I drove 9hrs to come and see you! stunt was in 1999. Needless to say, mum was not amused but later was all 'Pah. w/e' and let him stay a bit. )


Oh and Mike, I'm listening to my crazy Japanese music and I'm a bit happier. :)

EDIT
Apparently my name is so illegible that on the receipt I got for the grad tickets it says 'Amlailé Tedlia-Digaf' under "Received From". My 'k's don't look like i-l hybrids...the Tedlia is beyond me...

Is cursive handwriting that illegible?