Well today was something entertaining. I was going to say that today started off normally, but today started last night sometime. Hm, that made no sense. Anyway, remember that gambling assignment that I was suppose to do? I did manage to do that last night/this morning. It wasn't all that late when I had finished it, but it was still late enough to make me feel like shit this morning. I think I finished it all (I had to be around 80 different personalities for my "survey" results) and got it all cleaned up around 2:30 this morning. So needless to say, I'm feeling only a little bit tired when I'm writing this. Adding on to the fact that I had 5 hours of work today (which consisted mainly of me walking around heaps), I'm feeling rather like a white dried up piece of shit. Oh well you say, I'm sure a sleep tonight will make me feel a little better.

I wasn't as bad at school as I thought I would be. I am not a morning (or late morning for that matter) person, and I thought I'd be trying to sleep through History. Well, at first I was kind of drowsy, but by god, near the end of the class I was nearly bouncing off all four walls. I don't know why, but it seems that I decided to have energy quickly. Oh! This morning as well! When I got up, because I hadn't eaten anything since the night before, I was kind of hungry. Now you know when you get so hungry your stomach starts to hurt heaps (as if it would be trying to eat itself!). Mine felt like it was trying to eat itself eat itself - if that makes any sense. I suppose it does, my stomach trying to eat itself while it is eating itself. But yeah, I was trying to find something that wouldn't taste like crap as I had just cleaned my teeth. I looked at eating an icy pole, but that would make my mouth all colourly, so I ate an apple.

Something pathetic happened to me at school today. I wouldn't really call it pathetic, well, it was more like a sad moment. Wouldn't that be called a pathetic moment? Anywho. Last year Justin (some pathetic - gg the irony - kid who attempts to pimp) had taken a photo of Katerina in some sailor costume she had worn for the last couple days of school. Anyway, I had forgotten about the the photo until today when he had brought a photo album with that photo in it. Instantly I remembered what had happened that day and stuff, and I realised that I miss her lots. What was worse, well, it wasn't the worse thing, the fact that only a small portion (everyone probably knows, but I don't know this) know about my obsession. I suppose I shouldn't be so clingy to what I never had (oh wow, so poetic?), but ugh! Stab stab stab. Ooh, listen:     <- that would be the sound of my heart smashing into a million pieces.

Aha! Today at work, I was moving some dust buster boxes to their allocated isle and being the lazy bastard I am, I had kind of just "dropped" the boxes where they would be, and all of a sudden I hear a "vacuuming" noise. It was more like a low hum that the dust buster does when it gets turned on. I nearly pissed myself laughing and shat myself at the same time. I had managed to turn on a dust buster, that was in a box, probably with foam making it so it doesn't break. All this packaging still did not stop me from turning the bastard of a thing on. Go me! Right about now, the words that I had written (and the Blogger sign) are starting to become blurry and merge together to create one ultimate being: SLEEP YOU STUPID FUCK.