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latest / previous / next / 27.09.2005, 11:55 p.m., night in motion

Remember that guy from my old school and how he was having trouble with math like me? I wrote he would probably end up understanding it one or two entries back. His words today: "I get it!" A little later on: "Want me to explain it to you?" No that's ok, ignorance is bliss and all.

Sigh.

He also noted "I seemed kinda down." No more then usual, I told him. It's funny how people who I've only known for a little while will tell me that.

I've found a new distraction. Books. I found a couple of old science fiction novels back at my parents. All of them by Frank Herbert. I have already read Dune of course. I've read The Santaroga Barrier and now I'm reading The Heaven Makers. Unfortunately they are in Dutch, but the translation doesn't seem to be as bad as other translated books I've read. I can't stand translated books. Reading them usually makes my skin crawl.

I have another test tomorrow. I haven't studied for it. There are two voluntary hours for practice for the programming course, before I have the test. Guess I'll go and read some stuff on the train as well.

I can't do worse than I did on the math test. Unless all the assignments are math oriented. Do people really make bad luck happen? If so, I should get a job doing that, because I'm a damn expert.

I’m so tired.

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