The Greatest View

Whew! The third week has passed and I'm finally beginning to get into the groove. It always takes me a while to get myself fine tuned for school, though I actually don't have that long left of year 12, if you think about it.

Anyway, I came to school at 7:35am with my brother. He had to go on an excursion and I had to had in my homework to Armitage. See, I didn't do my Bio homework yesterday and it was caught in a suprise homework check. Damn! But Armitage said to bring it before 8:30am and no letter. So I read Emma for a while for going to the Science staff room at 8am. I manage to catch Armitage just stepping out of the doorway, as the excursion was actually leaving at 8-ish. So I was safe. Charles ran into Armitage in the school grounds and was pulling his book out (he hadn't done his work either) but Armitage waved him off saying he'll take Charles' word for it. Cool.

We played cricket until 8:20am. Then Charles smashed the Swingking right into the trees and it didn't fall down. Doh! Now he has to compensate me. Either $5 or another Swingking.

I had a study period for first period and spent the entire 80 minutes reading Robin Hobb's Farseer Trilogy: Assassin's Quest. Which is a really cool read. Great fantasy novel. This time I was completely absorbed into reading. I didn't take notice of anything else, except occassional glances at the clock. When it was 10:08, I jerked out of my reading trance. Which was difficult. I had to fire up my brain, making and redirecting connections to get out of "reading mode". I felt really stiff and sore, probably due to not moving while reading. I had a drink and I felt better. I usually slip into this kind of trance when reading a book, but since it had been awhile since I actually read a book (Emma doesn't count) I guess my mind and body wasn't ready for it yet. Still, it was cool book and probably helped to zone out anyway. Hmmm...gotta get Book 2.

During lunch, a year 7 kid started to play handball with us. Some girls from our year, who will remained nameless, tried to get the kid's name and/or number, depending on who they got to ask the kid. This starts the question "how big can the age gap get?" How many years difference before the love/lust starts turning pedo? 10? 15?

Lately, the song "Shakedown" by theSTART has been popping up on my playlist. It's such a cool song for me. Why is it in my head? Why can't I get it out? Is there an album? Such depth to the questions plagueing my mind.

Anyway, jump for joy as the weekends are here. Don't get killed out there.