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For some reason, this week has been two to three times the length of a normal week. I blame it on being the week after vacation, on senioritis, and on March (my least favorite month) being just around the corner.

The reason I don't like March is of course this very thing: the weeks drag on and on like the last class on Friday afternoon, past any reasonable limit, and then you realize it's only Tuesday. And it's never bright enough or warm enough, it's stormy and wet, although sometimes you do get that nice brisk pre-spring weather, which is one of the few up-sides to the month.

Anyways, I got up at six this morning to go to school to carpool into Boston for the HMMT -- yes, I was at school at seven on a Saturday morning to go do math all day. No, I don't understand why either. A deeply hidden penchant for pain? Anyways. It was at Harvard this year, and during the lunch break and such we got to go wander around the campus, and since today was one of the aforementioned beautiful days (though just a little cold) it was very nice and a lot of fun. I was on the B team (*sobs*) but we totally kicked the A team's rears anyways, especially on the Guts round, so it was okay. This in spite of our freshmen, who make me think that some people really shouldn't be allowed to have opinions. Got home at maybe six thirty, and I am utterly exhausted. I know I have to do laundry and clean my room and a host of other things but I just can't bring myself to turn off my laptop and get off this warm, comfortable, bed... zzzzzz...

Huh? Where was I? Oh yeah. We did terribly but had some fun doing it, which actually seems to be a common theme in the competitions I've been in lately. Ah, well.