I hate physics. It hurts my head. It takes a huge hammer and whacks my poor, pitiful skull repeatedly, driving huge, wordly nails into my cranium. It takes a gigantic cannon and blasts my sanity to little itsy bits. It is a creature from the deep, dank depths of HELL, determined to ruin my life.
Now that I've got that out of my system, I would like to say that Chapter 257 of Naruto is godly. Itachi! Kisame! KICKASS ACTION. It's like sex, without the actual intercourse.
. . .err, bad analogy, heh. Ah wells. I don't really have much to say today, save that the English exam was ok, and I hope I do well for once =/. Oh, and that the Government should postpone Labour Day. I mean, who in the right state of mind WOULD PUT A HOLIDAY IN THE MIDDLE OF AN EXAM?! Yes, it does gives me a longer time to study, but it also prolongs my torture.
Anyway. . .off to study chinese. Yes, chinese. No, seriously. Chinese.
. . .well, after I watch Shaman King anyway.
PS: Tagboard's up.
Now listening to: "Scars" X Japan