Oh yeah. Winding, all right!

I just turned my back on the Highway To Hell and am now walking to and down the Road to Salvation. Everything seems to be getting brighter. Let's say it's still quite grey now. I don't think I'll see white till the middle of next week -_-

The Australian Hist & Geog School Cert Trial wasn't as bad as I thought it might've been. In the end, I found it quite easy! I realised that if I had studied much more, I would've found so much more easier. What a difference I could've made.

My heavy burdens are now off my shoulders, and I can breathe again. I finished my English villain pamphlet last night, which made me more happy that night. I had to draw Darth Vader about 5 times in different scenes. It was very amusing.

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During English today, we were, as a class, doing the questions of the 2002's English School Certificate Exam. I thought there was alot of reading to do. The texts they provide are long and boring. My interpreting skills just weren't up to notch today. I sat there, finding myself reading a sentence more than once to understand it. After completing a section of the paper, as a class, we discussed our answers as Ms Nathan read them out. I got 8 mistakes, which is extremely poor. As I marked a cross beside each of my answers, Saniya, this girl in my Year who acts like a total grandma, kept saying under her breath, 'Yes. Yes. Yes.' Obviously, she was scoring. I was saying under my breath, 'No. No. For fuck's sake no.'

Don't you just hate it when in class, you're sitting there doing your work, and your classmate beside you starts mumbling about her correct answers and making smart comments about the work we do? Well, I find it annoying. Dreadfully annoying. I mean, why can't the classmate just shut up about it? Are they death? Do they have a hearing problem? I call it boastful. Saniya is a boastful person, but she doesn't know it. Heck, I think we are all boastful people, only on different levels.

I just find it so annoying when people do that. It's not that I'm jealous. It's just why can't they keep their glories and successes to themselves? It's not like they're celebrating or anything. Mumbling yes, another score for me under your breath is not celebrating. That's secret-newsflashing. 'Hey World! I got this answer right! Hear that?! Right! Ha ha!'

Shut the hell up.

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I came back to my bedroom in the BH, dropped my bag on the floor, folder on the desk, and sat down on my bed. And as I sat there, I gave out a big sigh. It just shows that I've worked very hard through this week. It was a long journey, and I did it. It's over. Over till the next walk in Hell. I lied on my bed shortly after that. Part of the ceiling lights were switched off, so I took the chance to rest my head, my eyes, my soul, under the dim lighting of the dorm. I fiddled with my mobile phone and curled up in my bed. Riana came by to talk to me about tomorrow. We're going to see Uncle Neville and Aunty Evelyn. I hate to call them uncle and aunty. It's like, not right. Anyway, we're meeting up with them tomorrow afternoon. I have to leave my guitar with them because I don't want to carry it home to KL. It's just too much hassle.

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Judy and I watched Carl Barron: Whatever comes next... DVD last night. It was absolutely hilarious. Judy was pissing herself and I was getting stomach cramps from all the laughing. I think we might've stirred up some angry people who just woke up from all the noise. I apologised to one of them earlier today already. :)

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I realised, just looking at this BH just a while ago, that I hate the BH now. This will go away. I know it will. I just hate it now. I can't stand it any longer.

I need to go home.
Just like the rest of the other boarders.

Malaysia is calling me,
Cheers.