For some weird reason, I woke up this morning thinking that lesson was at 930 when it was 900. So much for trying to be on time. I really need to start learning how to be punctual. I believe the atrocity of my punctuality leaves much to imagination.

Prepwork for working today inlcudes allergy medication and blocking out of noises. Hate drilling noises to the max. And now I get a heart attack every 2 minutes when one of the workers show some body part behind me. Not to say it is scary, just very unexpected.

Managerial communication is not as easy as I would have thought. There is actually homework. I havent done homework for a really long time. I think I wont exactly be bothered with handing it up. As usual. My school habits have been cultivated this way since I was 12. Either way, the teacher opinion of me isnt really all that good.

That is life for now. Everytime I think there will be peace, I m proven wrong. I m sure my life and thoughts are jinxed somehow or rather. Positive thinking my ass ...