"You Know You're Successful When You Can Smell Your Own Nostrils"

Lalalala. I am happy, for some obscure reason. Geography is hilarous. What are landforms anyway? I don't know, and more to the point, I don't care. And I agree with you, Roxy, how extra groovy are those bouncy bouncy chairs? It's like an entire REASON to do exams. So I opened up this sixty thousand page exam, and I laughed. For like ten minutes. And then I realised that I should probably read some of it. Then I laughed a bit more. Basically, I answered one question. Not even joking. I then had... hmmm... forty five minutes to spare, so I spent my time constructively. Writing letters to my loved ones. And needing the loo SO BADLY. I was going to die. Well, not quite, but I am absolutely positive that it wasn't good for me.

I love looking around the exam room, to see which geeks are actually working. It's invariably the same people (Emma, LingLing, Rachel O'Meera, etc. Usual suspects. All triple science geeks, too. Now, what does that tell you?), and the rest of the year are slumped over their desks either looking completely depressed, or with some mad grin on their faces. Usually Roxy, Kris and Rachel Gibson with the mad grins. Haaa. I have also found a great way to waste time at the end of the exams; count for as long as it takes, using those little tally bar things. I got up to about 2000. It's sooo cool. Even if it makes the teachers think that you have some strange brain deficiency. But shh. I am like the best waster of time ever. I should win a Nobel Peace Prize. Or a really big kiss from Brad Pitt. Whatever.

Why is Mr. England such a man? How can someone that ugly exist? And how are we supposed to be able to tell the gender, when they walk, talk and act like a man. I hope I never find out whether she/he/it has male or female anatomy. Shudder. Damn me, why do I say such things? And why do I find Blazin' Squad so funny? Is it 'cause they are gayer than Mr. "Camp" Holloway? Or perhaps it is their ability to get a number one single by just being annoying. Who knows. But, I have respect for their 'talents'. HAHAHA. Talented. No. Ohhhhh dear. The creator of Blazin' Squad is a genius. But only if he/she/that created them for the purpose of some really funny joke. Any other reason than that, they need to be locked in a freezer for at least three months, and then sliced, diced and served up as a starter. Yes. Anyway.

Tomorrow is the birthday de l'Emma. Today is le birthday de la Slikarse, and Wassef Mansi Wassef (more commonly known as 'Popa', or 'Cassie's-Mad-Egyptian-Professor-Grandad-With-The-Really-Cool-White-Afro-And-A-Penchant-For-Shouting-Scumbag'). Joe is 85, and my grandad is 16. No, other way round. Well, I hope so anyway... So, Happy Birthday to you ugly people who need Happy Birthdaying. I love you lots.

Aiiie, that reminds me that I'm going to Emma's tomorrow. Do I need a sleeping bag? Who else is going? What time shall I be there? What is the meaning of life?