I hate it when I get into class, and see someone handing out sheets. I always think “Damn, did I forget that today is exam?” I will never forget how I turned up for a class late last year, the professor gives me a sheet, wishes me good luck, and the first thing I do is fall down the stairs out of shock. He tricked me. Grrr. Today it was just another questionaire, about our risk taking online. I loved one of the questions, what did you already use? FTP, Telnet, IRC, and so on. I checked all of them. *blush*

My brother is in Vienna yet again today, to take another exam. What does that tell you? Lies lies lies. He said he passed it. I don´t believe anything he sais anymore. I feel sad for my Mom who still does believe him (wishful thinking!), and who is dependent on him starting to work soon, so that she can quit and retire early, for health reasons. The stress level in this house is immense. My skin loves that. Now you must guess who gets the full dose of whatever my brother does (or rather does not)? Me of course. Somehow I am the perfect victim for everyone in this household. Disgusting.

That´s all for now I think, I might be back later. âž¡