listening to: "Forever" - Ben Harper Oh, my lord. This song is amazing. I want it played at my wedding... Arrgh. I'm in physics, I should really be focussing. But I won't, because today is last day of term, and in two hours I will begin the six hour drive to where I'm from. *MIXED FEELINGS*

Sorry, I forgot.. Obviously, I can't put the score on here, but I thought I'd post the lyrics anyhow. "Late Night" It's late, and once again we're Still up and rambling on a bit We're both so far away, but Just right now it doesn't seem it. I know that once again, I'm Not really being very nice I'm not meaning to hurt, but I don't quite know how to think twice I'm just as big a mess as you But I think we've found our place tonight. If I was to be kind, I would tell you that you're mine I think that this is one that You will need to work out for yourself And since we are so right I guess I'll give you time, but I won't be here for long, there's Too much more to do. It's late, and once again, you've Left me awake and all confused I'll wake up in the morning And then I guess I'll have to choose. I'm so transparent. It's not half obvious who it's about... Jake and Mitch. The loves I can't decide on.

Listening to: "Lemon Tree" - Fool's Garden So, I've realised something. I've realised that although I've kept a diary/journal/scribblebook all my life, I do stop every now and then. I seem to restart everytime the voice in my head get too loud. And i don't mean like... Schizophrenic voices. I mean.. You know when you're thinking. Like, in the shower, or on the bogger (I got the highest mark in the state for english, can you tell?), or whatever, and your mind is just happily thinking and ticking away, and it's normal? Well, every now and then, my head voices start yelling. It's usually when I'm in the shower, and expecting to be able to think (i do like all my thinking in the shower) and I suddenly realise that I'm fully stressed. Like the antagonised feeling you get when your mum is yelling about something you have no interest in whatsoever. That's when I start keeping a journal again. Because then I know that no matter how many solo walks with the 'pod I take, no matter how many jams I have, the yelling won't stop til I offload some of my thoughts. Eesh, does everybody else think this much? I hope not. Going home tomorrow, uber exciting. Three weeks in the hole with no boyfriend, no boarder food and no life. Oh, the thrills.