Colorful Delusions

The feeling of being in class... is back.

bleagh, I still hate waking up too early in the morning for something I don't look forward to. The teachers seem ok, so far, but that's how it usually is until the class get comfortable and give the teachers an unconcious message that their fair and kind teaching style won't work and they start unleashing hell in the form of papers. Lots of papers, ranging from 1 whole to one-fourth and blue-striped white to shoddy gray.

I enjoyed my Friday schedule though, casual day, 2 academic subjects, and in a strange way, 3:40pm dismissal.

I take a routine check-up for the bus, find out it left me, and join artoo and khan at the arcades of the 3 malls close to the school. I'm actually getting interested in Guitar Freaks(though I get multiple E's and keep forgetting to strum) Un fortunately, my parents want to help me by making arrangements with the bus so I can have a "safe"(and cramped, and sweaty, and uncomfortable, and long, and cramped) transport home. This time, they're using that secondary bus to wait for me. No more "The bus left me behind and I had to wait the rain out" for me. The most I can do is say that Artoo invited us to the arcade after school, but that might only work once a month. *incoherrent mumbling*

I also noticed my usage of the word "crap" aloud has increased significantly. I find the habit uneeded, useless and quite pathetic of me. and will get rid of it through the weekend.

*rereads post* My parents will kill me if they ever find my blog. *nervous sweatdrop*

And before I forget, The QOF RPG needs you! That message is directed to those who understand what I'm talking about.

posted by Raziel @ 5:40 AM