Terminology

How is it possible for a lesson to consist of only Terminology?

I guess it's not only Terminology. I mean, there are awkward silences as well.
When everyone just looks at their laptops and books, and pretends to think.

I pretend to think too.
But really, my brain is mush.
I'm thinking about when I can go to the music room and cool off.
Because that is much more interesting and useful to me right now than Terminology.

It feels extremely warm today, but apparently, that's just me.
I don't think the fever is treating me well.
Neither is this manga site, which is refusing to load.

The bruise on my arm is fading, but it still hurts a little when people grab my arm.
And people like grabbing my arm.
It always seems to be the left.

I want to skip maths and go sleep in the nurse's office.

Wilma asked me "Why work so hard?" when I told her I was up till 3 doing my economics IA.
I don't work hard. After midnight is my peak. The period of time when I zone into my work and actually get shit done. I'm thinking of a way to possibly move that peak to round 8pm, because that would be much more convenient.
But it's mainly because my brain was mush yesterday too.

As usual, Kwan annoys me by doing something that I can see out of the corner of my eye. Sometimes it's leg jiggling. Sometimes it's swinging around on the ridiculous stools we have in the labs. Sometimes it's pen clicking.

In this blurry state, I want to pick up my water bottle and sling it at her head.
I'll probably miss though.

Oh look. We've finally finished Terminology. It took an hour. Fuck.
To define 10 words.

Apparently, I bruise easily.
I personally don't think that's true, but when 4 people tell you that you do, you sort of have to believe it.
Sometimes people just hit really really hard.
I guess sometimes it's just me.

I don't understand life sometimes.
Hamlet is starting to make sense to me now, but he is still a cowardly douchebag.
We all do something in our lives that make us... Us.
Some people may seem more important than others, and some...

Oh now it's leg jiggling. I'm going make her take an arrow to her knee one day.

Some people are just there to fill up our lives. To make everything slightly more interesting.
But in the end, we all decompose and "return to the earth", as they say.
Wait, do people say that?
I'm not going to reread this before I post it.

Which I will in a few minutes, because the lesson's ending.

Haha. Our bio teacher likes the men on top.
He said we might prefer it if the women's on top.

I think that's an intentional sexual joke. Bravo, Mr. L.

Speaking of sex genes and sex in general, I really thought I was a virgin.

But apparently, I've done it 12343 times, not to mention there were no penises involved in all 12343 times.
I think that's an achievement.

I'm really tired.
And not because I've done it so many times.

This post is full of "apparently"s.

When people die and are cremated, they like to request to their family members to scatter their ashes in the sea. I really don't see the point.
All you're doing is scattering the ashes of someone you love in whale piss and fish excrement.

If I died, I would like the people I love to bring a little bit of me around each day, so I can still be with them.

Okay, the lesson's ended.

Bye.