Hey Tom, if you like her you like her, if you don't like her you don't like her. Same for you Daisy, if you freaking like the feller, just be honest about it and stop pretending like you don't because of some non-existent stupid reason I don't bloody know of. But can you guys please just shut up for one second, and not talk about how great you guys are, and how much you guys think you're so much better than other people?! Can you guys please just, for one second, for God's sake, layan your honest to God, God damned feelings, and be done with it? Pretending ain't going to get you anywhere, I swear.

SICK people man. Make up your minds, man.

And dude, once you've talked shit about MY friend, of whom, I LOVE, of who is fucking better than you, because I don't recall him ever making me feel bad, or sad, or annoyed for the past very little times we've spent together.

I'm sorry, Steph's gotten me swearing. PFFT!

Today was okay. Finally figured out how to get the Coefficient Correlation and the Correlation of Determination, and all these things that make me sound 10 times smarter than I actually am, on the huge ass very out of my league scientific calculator. 'Studied' for awhile at the library. Well I accomplished the calculator part, which was my biggest fear, but now I'm for shiz, okay.

And I had to meet Mr Roslee again because the first day of Second Semester, I will be spending at the bowling alley, playing MAPCU. I hope I won't be blocked from my classes HEH. And I don't want to be marked absent either! I have a 100% attendance this First Sem man, does that make me sound like an idiot or what? More of a geek actually. But no matter how much I loathe going to classes, I'd prefer it to sleeping at home. Like today, in Econs class, we were watching Wallstreet. First few seconds, a naked lady walks swiftly in front of the camera,

"This is an awesome movie!", said Lucky in his Indonesian accent.

"That bit is just for you, Lucky!", replied Mr D.

And then, the part where Michael Douglas and a horrible looking woman with HORRIBLE hairstyle, were in a limo. Suddenly the movie is being forwarded by Mr I-have-a-Canadian-flag-as-a-tattoo-on-my-back.

"Okay and that was the part where they did fun things! You can YouTube this limo scene AT HOME!"

I'm going to miss Econs class so much. I've a feeling that Second Sem is going to be a huge bust.