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I've brokened my arm. My right one. it hurts. I think it might be the GS paper I did on Friday, but it's just getting worse and worse.

I've been wearing a purple paper tiara since lunchtime. I have some pictures but I cba to deal with them right now.

I am very tempted to print off foreverdirt's maths slash and take it into our maths class. We were talking today about the dodgyness of trig functions, and especially the hazards of teaching hyperbolic trig...

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It's strange how much more I feel like myself when I'm wearing a purple paper tiara. I should wear odd things more often. Then again, my mother probably won't be all that happy about it. But I don't see why.

My arm hurts. I need some sleep. I need a life. Well, some guidance and something to keep me from slowly killing myself, anyhow. This Psion is really bad for me, I think.