Also, if I didn't state it emphatically enough, the Bali bomber and smiling assassin Amrozi is a complete and utter bastard. He's the lowest of the low. On the Australian 60 Minutes tonight, they showed the cell he's being kept in, and he's sitting in there, smiling away, writing songs, showing utterly no remorse for what he's done. He makes me want to be sick.
Tonight, I am looking forward to a good, long sleep, so I'm going to bed very early. All going to plan, I won't be online for much longer, and I'm going to have a long sleep. I do not feel like school at all tomorrow, but I won't pull a sickie. I wonder if I can pull off the impossible: three weeks in a row without a sick day. Urgh, school. One of the most boring places on the planet. Ah well, maybe I shouldn't hate it. Some of the stuff I learn there is useful, some of it fascinating, and some of it *shocked gasp* both.
By the way, I'd forgotten how good Walk On by U2 is.
And love is not the easy thing
The only baggage you can bring
Is all that you can't leave behind ...