again the tile lacks any creativity.
very busy these week: once the june hols ended, a dreary deluge of homework and test schedules immediately erupted from hands of the slave drivering level’s test coordinator ( i wonder who that is?) (and this is creative! spare me.), in into the liquid computer and out into our solid, fecal lives.
Um.
Maybe fecal wan’t that precise a word.
Anyway.
Today was the not-so-official end of the harry potter CHILDHOOD. i’m a little teary. But i will never get tired of HP. That means stealing away into the night and reading a HP book!
And my physics project is in crumbles. I dont know why today my group members are so lackadaisical–maybe beacuse of the chinese test tomorrow–but im bearing the short, sharp poke of the shortest stick. (!)
Sigh. Maddening shroud again.
When will i stop sighing and when will this maddening shroud clear?
I wish i wasnt a muggle. I wish my elder wand was real. Then i would ZAP away the sadness, anger, despair and all the other crap ( got this line from madtv) 
And i am lastly, a big, big, fool.
Eek. I feel like a small child now, being extremely inconclusive, and randomly forming hypothesis and postulations. In the end all my wild guesses all turned me away.
On the very bright side, my latent sciency alter ego has awaken!
ignore j,k,l.
