How crappy could it get? Morning was bad enough.
Firstly, my dear-old form teacher marches up to me and starts NAGGING non-stop about my A maths file. And DEAR mr D.M. made us stand!
DEAR TEACHERS, stop that! please! I AM bEGGING YOU all.
NEVER EVER NAG! It is so.. so.. irritating.
I cannot TAKE it! It's unbearable! It's HORRENDOUS!
It's abhorring!
It's ULTIMATE CRAP! I am so so PISSED off.
oh! okay, fine, CALL MY MUM to bring it down,
phew, good thing she has a heart not to trouble my mum.
DAMN! She called her? I bet you my dad was the one who took the CALL.
I'm SO SO dead.. MENTALLY.. I'll definitely get an earful. I think, I deserve an earful and some punishment... I'm so FREAKING, FRIGGIN LAZY! damn.. whatever.. call me CRAZY, call me LAZY...
I'm so PISSED at everything everyone is hurling at me right now...
The BLURDY HORSE is DISGUSTING!
Uh.. GOood Thing MR ANGRY is finally in a good mood today.
P.E. was EXHAUSTING.
RECESS was great, all the other stuff, I haven't got much to say. I was half-asleep anyway, the environment is so "CONDUCIVE" wow... like.. AS IF!
What's up with the compo policy? It's like a PRISON sentence...
Like.. your punishment-
#_ no of compos per week..
I guess i had BETTER WAKE UP! WAKE! WAKE! WAKE! arghhh!!! I'm GOING crazy...
ADIOS AMigos.. HAve a great TIME.. bLaHx. :p