Procrasination seems to be getting worse, now that I've discovered the sheer joy of total relaxation and the abundance of sleep. There is a quiz tomorrow and I don't seem to have plans to study at all. Good luck to me then.

This week has already been long and it's only tuesday night.

I've been writing much less frequently here, due to a number of reasons. One being my addiction to a computer game, Pharaoh; another being my bed overtaking the number one priority when I enter this room. Sleep is good. Sleep is very good.

Winter is coming and I hate it. No more walks to Second Cup during forth period spare, no more chilling at the park across the street afterschool, no more getting out of bed comfy, no more lightweight clothes, no more long days, no nothing. Nothing but cold. Nothing but cold that is too cold for anything good. No good. I hate it. Long Live Summer!