I am officially pooped. I'm sick of studying math - that thing has cursed me since who knows when. I should've played dumb when I took that damn Cogat Test in 3rd grade . . . I cannot cut anything any more. I learned I end up in weird positions when my head falls on my research.

My sister is a fuckin bitch. I'm missing two huge slivers of skin on my forefinger b/c of her. I suffered withou medicine b/c she beat me to the Dimetapp. I'm considerably thinner b/c she also gobbles food before I can get it.

If she runs me over one day, I'm gonna sue big time. It's probable that might happen. No, I change that - it's likely. Very likely.

Goals: pass math test tom. finish OA (& OO). Formulate The Great Sister Revenge.

FINALLY, I have OA and OO topics! I thought I was gonna work on one then the other, but now I'm working on them simultaneously. Confusing, you say? Nope - it shifts my boredom.

Now, for all you ladies (and guys, you might want to consider this for your potential wives/mothers, etc), I have something of relevance for you:

Ok, so I finally open some of my mail, including one from Kaiser a few weeks ago. It's not one of those mail everyone gets - this message was addressed solely to me. And get this -

Dear Sylvia,

I am sorry to say that your stye will remain as it is for the rest of your life. Hopefully, the stye will not get bigger. If it does, complications will ensue. For now, don't do anything to "pop" it. I would suggest leaving your eye alone since the only other way to remove the stye would be through surgery. I know you would not appeal to that idea greatly.

Dr. D.F.

WHAT?! Is she saying I'm gonna have a freakin bump [stye = eye infection] on my eye for the rest of my life? Theoretically, these things are NOT supposed to last past 2 days! I must be one of those rare exceptions, having had this large protruding bump on my eye for TWO LONG YRS. Yay, I feel so special . . .

The other day I tried to slip a contact into my left eye. Now, with a large bump on my eye, it takes me considerably longer to get the contact into left eye than right. So I spent 5 min. with my face pressed to the mirror trying to squeeze it in when suddenly, the contact goes whoosh! . . . and lands in some unknown place. And being the thrifty Asian that I am, I don't think of getting a new contact but get down on my knees and search on the bathroom floor, hoping it didn't fall in the toliet . . . when my sister walked by, she was like, "Gosh, you look like an old lady crawling in circles . . ."

My first free day of the week and I'm SICK. I tried to do some work, but then gave up. It's summer - I'm supposed to be out in the sun, not immobile on the couch!

I'm getting addicted to Myspace. I only started that to spy on wee little sister, but now I can track down anyone I want. The beauty of the internet.

Preparations for China already ongoing, even though we're not going until Dec. I'm gonna make sure I take a picture of KFG - instead of KFC, the G stands for "gai" - chicken!

WOW . . .

I got a 700 on SAT Physics! That was definitely more than I ever expected. Should I try to raise that score in Nov or should I leave things be?

I NEED to study Math, though. A 670 is passable, but STILL . . . if I can get a 700 in Physics, I should be able to do the Math.