Where ever the wind blows

you can always dance

Thank goodness for this cup of oolong. I needed to wake up. If I were to lavish myself in some sort of hobby when I'm older, I think the fine art of tea will be it. The small delicate cups and elaborate pots crafted from certain clays and soils are so fascinating to look at and use. Tea leaves tell their own story. Unfortunately.. such variety in something so simple can lead to one's ruin as I've been forewarned.

I have a math midterm in about 12 hours. And to be frank, I've never been less prepared for any exam. I just want the relief of this to be over. I effing hate probability because it assumes for conditions that are absolute. If there's one thing that's absolute in this world, it is that nothing is certain.

2 more chapters to wrap my head around. Then it's bed time.