That early bird is me, and the worm that I just missed was nearly 2 months of Maths homework I had not done. Its 6:48 here in Australia, unusually early. The only time I am up this early is when I have homework/assignments to do at the last hour. I got Atom Heart Mother by Pink Floyd playing so its keeping me somewhat entertained. I had the intent to wake up at 5 am and start work. Nup. Didnt happen. Just kept pressing snooze till it got to 6:00. So I started work. I did 1 of the sections. Left it. Did homework I got yesterday which wasnt as much and realised I left my graphics calculator at school. So 2 out of 4 questions done. I'm currently concocting an excuse for why my workbook is missing. Im gonna go for a "book got destroyed when I dropped OJ onto it" angle here. Should work.

But I've taken this as a hint, a nudge, a realisation if you will. I need to pick up my game in maths and in a lot of stuff in general. A lot of the time I intentionally forget its existence and dont do anything. I've decided to pick up the slack and I will start doing my math work since it is the only one that really needs to be done. The rest; english, media, literature, philosophy, etc. Are all fine. Just maths. I've also got a test on this stuff today that I was meant to do last term but I was sick so I stayed home. I'm looking through theory notes and my text book to figure it out. Apparently more than half the class got less than 50% on this test, and I'm an 80% average so I should do okay. The time just rolled over to 7:00 now. The time I'm ment to wake up. Same thing happens though, I wake up and just keep pressing the snooze button till 7:30 or quarter too. Must pick that game up as well, but not for a while.

Well thats enough about school work and my personal faults. I think I might end this with a poem I wrote a long time ago. It was inspired by a certain Anime along with some personnal experiances of my own. For you anime fans who are reading this, and I dont think thats many, see if you can guess which one this was inspired buy. A cookie is waiting for your replies. Im pretty sure Twisted knows the answer, so dont say it :evil:. I entitle this Music Box.

A haunting tune fills the air
And I wake suddenly from my dream.
I look around
Searching for the source
Of the music that haunts me so.
But there is no music box
From which the music plays.
Yet, there is.
A tiny one cradled in my hand.
I look down and see
It is not my hand
But the hand of a woman's.
I gaze up at her.
Her, whom I hold dearly,
In my heart.
The wilting tune plays
As I stare into her eyes.
So warm and loving
But they pierce my heart
Like cold steel.
Cold, steel chains that wrap around my heart
And my thoughts.
I want to run away
But her gaze fixes me in place.
She draws me closer
And whispers in my ear.
"It's all just a dream"
She begins to fade away
Into the black that enveloped us.
I wish to run after her.
To hold her one last time.
But I can not move.
I am forever trapped in this wide awake nightmare.
As she distances further away
The shadows begin to crumble.
The world of darkness begins to tremble around me.
Light pierces through as I try to find her.
But she is gone,
Swallowed into the black abyss.
Or is she?
The tune wilts away
Like a flower that is dying.
Something is in my hand.
I look, but nothing is there.
I see her standing in a door way.
Behind her streaks of light
Stab through from around her.
She beckons me closer.
I can move.
She walks into the door
And closes it behind her.
I go after her,
And open the door.
And I awake.

Anyway thats all. See you space worms.