Mr Brightside

I was talking to a friend today, Dhafar, and she was saying how she was a year older then me because she repeated Year 12. THAT'S RIGHT. SHE VOLUNTARILY REPEATED YEAR 12. She told me that she wasn't happy with her ENTER that year, so she decided to repeat everything. At the same school too. I didn't know you could do this, nor did I think that people would even consider going through that year again. You would have to pay me to waste another year again.

In other news, the bathroom fan's broken. And Wendy and I think it's cause there's something caught in it. Like mice, because there's an infestation at the moment, and it's like a massive plague. My friend told me that someone in her building was studying and there's a vent over him. He was just sitting there when all of a sudden three mice fell out from the vents, onto his desk in front of him. If that were to ever happen to me, I think I would cry from horror. When I got back a couple of days ago from the Easter Break, Sheenal was telling me the infestation is pretty bad. We were driving back late at night from the train station and she turned on her headlights and went 'I bet you we'll see one', and just like it was a TV show, a mouse ran across the road in front of the car. It's hideous, because I've seen two completely flat, dead mice in front of the house, squished from car tyres.

I needed a short break from my not-so-hard studying, while also getting sick of listening to mice running above me in the roof. It is unsettling listening to it running around, like it's crawling over my neck. Erugh.