Class outing can be described in one word. Hot, embarrassing, tiring, fun. Choose one yourself. It was a nice experience with the class, or at least, with half of the class. Living up to our name, many of the people ditched us at the last minute. Took my 7D (I know it's the school's camera, lets just pretend its mine for a while shall we) to unofficially cover the event. I should have never gave in and went to play the last volleyball match, disastrous results ensued.

My skin's probably so red now people might mistake me for part of an archery target sheet. I'm probably worth 7 or 8 points I'd say. Thanks to that, sleepless nights were my best mates for the past few nights. I appreciate your company, but I'd like some quiet time by myself thank you. Pain makes you feel alive, too much just makes you feel like giving up that privilege.

School's looking to be quite a breeze until the end of the term, lessons end at about 1000 to latest 1300, and its all lectures without tutorials. Math's kind of dreadful, now that I look at it, which reminds me, I haven't printed my Bio and Chem notes. Time to go, I'm Oscar Mike, Out.