There is no post today because Saan's exams won't come to an end. Isolation has broken down her throat to the point that she sounds like she's eaten sandpaper, too.
There is no post today because Saan's currently buried somewhere under the pile of two term's worth of matrices, goniometry, limits and sequences. Someone send in a search team.
Title: the moon over Saan's hometown has got this red glow. It's beautiful.
There is no post today either, because Saan went to the doctor's and didn't get back home until LATE:00 pm. Her toe didn't heal 'prettily' and either her serotonin levels are waaaaaaay down, or the cortisones broke her thyroid. Either way, she's up for more adventures in the world of medicine. They've just been put on hold until after the exams. To stay awake for the next three exhausting weeks, Saan's been prescribed a 'tonic'. Read: pills she's gotta take for a short time to get through, but not in the evening, or she won't sleep.
Saan's had her last pi day today. Lots of fun as usual, with Yif, Li'll Miss H. and everyone else, playing games, picknicking, eating stuff you don't recognise and eating toddler-snacks. What was different was that today, there were prizes to be won. Saan's first bounties: two rubber spiders and a cd-rom with a selection from all the VIPi day pictures on it. One rubber spider (the best one, since Saan has these inexplicable bouts of generosity for thirty seconds sometimes) was kindly donated to a girl who had to make do with a lollypop. The thing that the entire project had been leading to was the bracelet tombola. The first four bracelets were your first chance. Every following one was another. Saan had six chances. She didn't win the DVD box, or Black and White 2 (Yif got that one), or one of the two 2 gig memory sticks. She did get the last blue 1 gig iPod shuffle! Li'll Miss H. got one of the other two. Cue lots and lots of joy from Saan. She got herself eight more black bracelets (which were donated, together with the remaining rubber spider, to her sister) a VIPi T-shirt and some Maks!-stickers. And now she's completely wiped out and still has to figure out how to convince her new iPod that there is music stored on it.
Saan had a longer weekend this week. So she missed all the good stuff like Monday mornign and a spine-cracking load of books on her back, but she also got the less fun parts, like repeating Maths. Oh well, less to repeat in any case, right?
Okay, so Saan didn't join a cult today, but her achievement of the day *insert jingle here* is close. She went sequence-, GPS-co-ordinated-treasure-hunting. Boo-yeah!
Only problem: her dad forgot how you enter the co-ordinates into the high-tech super-duper-GPS, which Saan will now affectionately refer to as 'Fatso'. When he figured out how that dance went, he entered the wrong co-ordinates and only found out after Saan and her sister and the dog they had borrowed without asking from their uncle (which they do often, and always get away with) had been looking fruitlessly for a road straight through some horses' paddock, surrounded by electrical wire-thingies. Turned out they'd been going the right way all along, before they turned back. Then they had to look for a tree, a pole or something similar. On a corssroads they'd passed a few million times already in their lifetime. The dog, untrained mongrel that he is and Saan loves, didn't do anything. No one expected it, but it would have been cool if he'd found the third waypoint, so they could find the fourth waypoint and the treasure and a hint for the tenth treasure hunt, so they could get the big treasure. The dog, instead, scent-marked about every inch of the place, found a few cats to try and chase and barked at passing cars. They didn't find the third waypoint and thus the treasure hunt stopped short. They then decided to walk the dog anyway, seeing as he'd just be lying on its mat for the rest of the day if they didn't, and took a route they normally didn't. Result, they found the road where one would probably find the fourth waypoint, but without co-ordinates, it was like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Lots of fun as usual, with Yif, Li'll Miss H. and everyone else, playing games, picknicking, eating stuff you don't recognise and eating toddler-snacks. What was different was that today, there were prizes to be won. Saan's first bounties: two rubber spiders and a cd-rom with a selection from all the VIPi day pictures on it. One rubber spider (the best one, since Saan has these inexplicable bouts of generosity for thirty seconds sometimes) was kindly donated to a girl who had to make do with a lollypop. The thing that the entire project had been leading to was the bracelet tombola. The first four bracelets were your first chance. Every following one was another. Saan had six chances. She didn't win the DVD box, or Black and White 2 (Yif got that one), or one of the two 2 gig memory sticks. 
