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The delicate and intricate workings of the mind are processes which I must highly question and doubt in this pressing moment in time. It knows it must do something, but still completely and utterly refuses to complete its duty and obligation, even though it knows it will regret it later.

Why? I do not know.

To what am I referring to?

The horrible institution of study.

I just manage to do everything, but once it comes to Ancient history, my mind protests. It's like putting two north ends of a magnet together - they repel. And in so doing, I am unable to concentrate or infiltrate anything into my brain.

So here I am.

The past week has rained a lot. I've gotten very wet - especially from the toilet to the careers room. I got soaked. xDD And not having an umbrella does not help matters. Although today my dad bought me one (yay!) and it kinda broke the first time I used it because of the wind. I say kind of because I managed to fix it.

Please, please please PLEASE make me study!!!!