hello. i couldn't go online last night and how many emails do i get today? 17. including spam. where are you all? but fear not, little lok, for tomorrow is friday. and that is cause for rejoice.

so i guess i didn't tell you that i got 67% for the physics test. that's even worse than before, and i lost only 5% on the bit i didn't actually get. the other 30 something was all on the suer-easy first page, in which i made at least one mistake (sometime more than one) in every single question. i feel stupid. i believe it's the effect of lack of sleep on the brain. from now on, 10 pm light out before all physics test.

last night, i thought i'd go to bed early, but i wrote a bad poem instead.

and this morning, i was woken up at 6 by the sound of all my possesions. ok, the fed-ex people rang the doorbell. now, this is only audible from upstairs (as is the way here) for a stupid reason, and i'm the only one upstairs. so i ran down to tell my mum and ran up again and went back to sleep. when i woke up 30 minutes later, all my stuff was there, so my parents spent all day unpacking. still not done.

so now i'm in danger of tripping over something everytime i walk. and i can't roll around on the floor anymore. i really ddn't need any of those things. they should have gotten lost in the sea so i could get the insurance money... maybe not. my iMc's in there.

the DSL broadband stuff is also here. soon, it will be set up and i will enjoy fast internet connection from my humble abode.

i was very relieved to have my DT back and with it's presence, i'm taking photos with my camera again. however, the legs have sort of come off. bloody PVA glue. i suspect soem sort of premature waxing and, obviously, the travelling across the atlantic ocean had something to do with it. but don't worry your little headsa about it (just cos i'm in pain) i'm a master DT-er. the 100% wasn't for nothing, you know. now i'll just need some web clamps....

what else? aaah. i have reason to believe that i aced a latin quiz today thanks to this song. now, i've heard bad - myself and karen trying to harmonise, memories(which ticca actually thinks is good...), but this is a whole new level of crap. enjoy.

remember the fake matt hales, my APUSH buddy? well, we were doing a constitutional congress role-playing thing today.(i was morris from pennsylvania, in case you're interested) he was like, "what's my last name?" and i was like "hales" and then he insisted we call him "benny", so i was like, "how did you know?" turns out he was benjamin franklin.

more tomorrow. i have emails to read.

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th since 5th october 2001