Last night was the last preliminary round for Julia Gabriels Championship, so Sam and I decided that we should come and adjudicate, especially since we didn't adjudicate the second round. I thought that some of the Division III schools I saw yesterday were rather competent, and even though it was a prepared debate, most of them showed great understanding in what they were saying. Okay, I should shut up, this is not an oral adjudication.


Can anyone believe it, we actually skipped dinner because we thought we were going to be late because the last time we took 53 to get to RJ, it took so long. But it took us just half hour, so we took our time to walk slowly to the school. After the briefing, as the adjudicators were ushered to their rooms, I went in search of mine, and found it empty. I WAS HORRIFIED AND TERRIFIED. After checking the schedule again I realised that I don't actually adjudicate until 7.15pm, and I got frantic because most of the people I know weren't present and I was horrified that I might have to sit alone like some loser at the canteen. Lucky for me, Sam was not engaged for the 6pm debate. So we did the norm-- story-tell.


Our networking plan failed last night because Azy wasn't there.

I am dreading Monday very much. I hate how I am always so powerless to a certain group of people because they have the authority to make me a magnet of disappointment and anger. I hate their authoritative regime and their knowledge of their power that opens it to abuse. I really hate going against the current, but they don't seem to realise that it's the current that's going against me. Everytime I turn sides and try to follow the current, it goes the other way.

WHY CAN'T YOU JUST LEAVE ME ALONE AND LET ME HAVE SOME PEACE IN A HECTIC AND MENTALLY DRAINING ENVIRONMENT THAT (IN ALL HONESTY) DOES NOT OPTIMISE MY LEARNING?

I shall not let someone so insignificant ruin my day because I am very determined to have an enjoyable day today with my honey. Come what may on Monday, I will be impenetrable today.