Got my History results back. I was so surprised upon receiving it in the form of a small orange folder piece of paper with my name on the outside, and a big 15 on the inside. It was marked out of 20. Pretty damn good for a half done job, I ought to say. But still! It does not mean that every last minute job will be fine - because it's not! (Excuse that last sentence. That was just me talking to myself.)

I've been having alot of dreams about Ms Knorr, my English teacher lately. It's strange. After handing in my Module B essay on the Ham-man and Ros & Guil, I've had two dreams of her on consequetive nights! The first was her telling me that the English department could not return my essay or the feedback to me because I handed it in too late - which is weird, because what kind of stupid reason is that? Anyway, last night (the second time) she was acting like me during my shit days - moody, pissy and very "OH YOU KNOW WHAT... ahnevermindgoaway" kind of attitude (Yes, I'm very much like that when I'm super moody). She got all angry because people were making noise and then she settled down and finally gave us an essay on Wuthering Heights (which I must write in reality due Monday) to complete in one hour. She then took my paper (I carry around a stack of paper in this plastic folder to keep my paper needs fulfilled throughout the day) and handed it out to the class, which made me quite upset because it was my paper and I paid for it. So I shouted at her, and she turned her head away like a little child and my paper was returned to me in one piece less. Strange.

Oh, and last night I had a dream about Ewan and Charley. We were all on a journey, in some far-off countryside. Sort of like their time in Kazakhstan (spelling?) and Mongolia. We painted our horses together with whiteboard markers. Ewan's design was particularly interesting (just stripes). And Claudio (their cameraman) was there to erase the marks on the horses with some device. Strange.

OH AND WAIT, Daniel Radcliffe was in my dream too, last night! It was while performing in the play Equus about horses (HMM!). He was drunk. Very drunk. Again, strange.

I better get into the shower now. Been back from the gym for the past 3 hours and I haven't had a shower. Ewww Rae!

Cheers!

PS. Bio prac assessment task went OK. I think I messed up big time.

PPS. My "phantom" readers are so shy! Please say something. A word or two. It's not too hard!

PPPS. Been in and out of the gym in the past week. It's great, don't get me wrong - but JesusfsckingChrist I'm tired!

& turned on the lights; 18:38