An Education

School. 

So easy, yet so hard at the same time.

2 weeks have past. What have I learnt? 

How to pack a lighter bag

How to squeeze out a week's pocket money in 2 days(by buying books, no less)

How to pick out M18 shows so we can sit in the comfortable sofa seats during Friday extended lunch

How to stay energetic in class and screw your complexion at the same time.

How to survive lecture groups of 50+ people. 

That's all I learnt.

Besides the fact that my parents are flying off to Phnom Penn for a short trip until Wednesday, I have to dig out all of last year's and previous semester's books to read. 

And watch them in agony as they decide their holiday plans. All this talk of choosing places like Sydney, Melbourne, Taiwan.. it drives me mad and upset.

I want to go to. But I have school and a bazillion other things to do. Like math for instance. 

Sister: You're doing proving now?

Me: Yeah. Pity much.

I still have my birthday money. I'm just gonna leave it there, and hopefully it will sprout a 10% interest where i can use it to buy more stuff. 

And figure a way to better time management. 

Oh yes. This is an education, no doubt. 

Welcome back to school