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My head feels like it is going to explode. I don't know why or what I did to it but it just feel that way. I probably have those new psychological illness that is something to do with the high alertness to high frequencies existent in almost every electrical appliances. But then again I wish I hadn't as I need to use all those things.

I am going back to Uni tomorrow. The timetable has not yet published and I don't know when is the best time to go back. I don't want to get stuck in the rush hour though like I always did last year.

I think I should just give up talking to morrocan people; their internet French is impossible to assume and understand, yet there are so many of them wanting to talk to me. It had been a very long time since I last had a lesson in it. They all want to use webcam though, which I actually hate doing with strangers.

Well I had been set an impossible task. To tidy my bedroom and cook dinner, do the washing, etc. It had all been left to me since I came back. My brother is so lazy.

I just dropped my French dictionary for the second time. I had been using it for my conversations.....which was useless as they were not proper French.

Someday, hopefully before I start working full-time, I will have had the chance to improve the GCSE French I still have left and have been able to at least read the German Scientific journals (you won't believe how significant that is) and had done a little latin to help with future research. This is a complicated task as I am still building up my Japanese. I think I am taking on board too many stuff but it is an aid. I don't intend on being fluent but at least I can read the text let alone pronounce it.

I had been really lazy over the past few days, study-wise. I hadn't done any revision for my subject or read the New Scientists that I ordered. All I wanted to do was just to sleep, sit around and do nothing. Maybe it was the opposite effect of what I had to do with the build-up of mess around the house. My brother is complaining that I am not doing any washing up even though I am doing to cooking, which he always complained about. He is thinking of adding another simpler dish in protest of what I am going to do.

He just complained to mum about what I said about the state of the house. He assumed that I will do everything as I would if I was married to him. For crying out loud he is only my brother and I am not obliged to clean his stuff, especially when it is all on my part of the room.

Enough complaining I think I should honestly tidy things up a bit so that I can use my desk when I finally start uni.