He was my English teacher in grade 11 (five hours a week). He was my Norwegian and pre-1850 history teacher in grade 12 (eight hours a week). School started on Monday, I'm in grade 13, and mr. Evil is back, now as my Norwegian and post-1850 history teacher, which is another nine hours a week. Jack of all trades, master of none? He's lazy, he's weird, and he's evil when it comes to grades. And he's my teacher. Did I mention I had an evil teacher? That illiterate thing. =o

My laptop was supposed to arrive in the middle of August. I went to the store to buy a mouse for it, and found out that it was going to be delivered on August 24. Now they're saying September 19. Maybe I should let them know that I need it before leaving for uni next summer? As mentioned earlier, Monday was the first day of the last year of senior high school. They basically handed out our schedules, made us answer a few questions, and we were free to go home. The rest of the days were same as usual, except for Friday, when we had a fitness test in the first PE class after summer break. Sound the Evil Teacher Alarm! ...Again! xP

The only truly awesome thing about this week was what happened in psychology class on Thursday. We had to sit in a circle, and everyone could either give someone else a toy from this basket we passed around, or keep it. Then we had to tell that person why we gave it to him/her. Nobody kept it for themselves, but the really cool thing was that I got three zebras, which was more than anyone else! And I thought I didn't have any friends. x3 I hope the next psychology class will be like that! ^_^

~Roy