Pakistan Independence
2003-08-14 @ 5:43 p.m.

Today's English lesson was damn scary. We'd just come back from a Biology practical, so some people were still trying to finish up the worksheet. Then Mrs Smith came into class, by the back door! She caught them in the act, and started blasting them. "When I'm nice, you take advantage of it. When I'm nasty and mean, you bitch about me to other people. So I might as well be mean!" When Mrs Smith gets worked up, she gets very worked up. Then came Literature after recess. She gave us a handout for our short stories, which would have been really useful during Common Test 1, for me at least. She naturally expressed her reservations in giving us this handout, because she is of the firm belief that she is not here to spoon-feed us with the answers, but to make us answer our own questions and reason things out. I agree, but I really think she could answer them sometimes! If we could answer all our own questions, why are we still in school? Argh, lacking motivation to do anything! Why must it be raining? All I feel like doing is curling up in bed and falling asleep, with the air-conditioner on for an ironic touch...

I'm feeling very proud of myself right now. I've just finished my Literature and Biology assignments! Now I'm going to catch up on my Physics work. If I'm lucky, I'll sleep before midnight today, for the first time in three days. I really need to start revising, but I suppose doing work is fundamentally a form of revision, but I'd rather that I have the time to sit down and read my books. Interview with a Vampire is an entertaining read, but it's really depressing sometimes, all those people dying left, right and centre. You kind of feel sorry for the vampires after a while, because they're not the typical vampires of folklore, just waiting to bite somebody, at least not all of them are like that. You know, I think I wouldn't mind being a vampire at all. Let's not go into the moral issues of being a vampire, by the way, Anne Rice's vampires have no problems facing crucifixes, garlic and churches. Just imagine what it'd be like to be eternally 16, immortal. Once you get over being bitten and having your blood exchanged, think of all the things you could do being immortal. You wouldn't have to study, that's my escapism speaking in case you were wondering. You could do anything you wanted, because theoretically you could just bite anyone and kill them. Imagine all the power that immortality alone grants you. Fascinating...