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Oct. 20th, 2005
there she is
Oct. 20th, 2005 11:45 pmBloody fuckers. I hate my PW group. Our written report is due tomorrow and even though our trackrecord before this was swell, I'm left with all the rubbish to settle.
I HATE THIS. I AM BEING EXPLOITED.
Why? Why? WHY? Because it's my A Level grade at stake here kids! Or I wouldn't give a bloody damn. What's the point of telling me things like, 'oh your're so poor thing because you do so much already'!??! If I don't get a Band 2. IT IS ALL YOUR FAULT. (Unless I screw up my own Oral Presentation then, that's another story ;D)
Today was boring. Way to go for an A-Class description there, future journalist! 2 more people in my class have signed up for the competition. All because the school all too kindly publicized it. Wah, thanks hor! If I didn't even bring it up would the bloody school bother to tell people other than the Editorial club!All my effort for searching for all these things has gone to an almost waste because how many bloody idiots out there like me actually source for these kind of things!? People take them as they come! I actually create opportunities!
I left school early today because I thankfully don't have to go for Chinese lectures. It's overkill I tell you. Met WS and Melvin on the bus who obviously skipped the lectures, the naughty boys. I bet they wither went jamming or DOTA-ing. Came home and slept the whole while because I am severely lacking of rest and I have too much in the stress department.It's my own fault for getting together with losers like myself. Oh wise Donald Trump (The Apprentice, 2005) once said, "Stick with losers and you become a loser."
You should have said that earlier, Mr Trump. (And that is what you call in-text citation.)
That guy hasn't called yet! I wonder if it takes more than one day to make an enquiry. Oh well, I shall just hope that he actually makes the enquiry for me and then get back to me.
As you can see I'm frazzled and perpetually in a bad mood. And to the person who commented below (not the one directly below), well THAT'S MY BUSINESS AND YOU'D THINK I DON'T WANT TO? >O There's a comm meeting tomorrow after Chinese, which means that I have to stay back. I think I'll go revise my Japanese verbs and grammar and maybe read some Gaddis.
I am not writting insightful things on my blog. I need to start putting in stuff and all the little margin-notes from my notepaper in here.
twelve days. two hundred and eighty eight hours.
I HATE THIS. I AM BEING EXPLOITED.
Why? Why? WHY? Because it's my A Level grade at stake here kids! Or I wouldn't give a bloody damn. What's the point of telling me things like, 'oh your're so poor thing because you do so much already'!??! If I don't get a Band 2. IT IS ALL YOUR FAULT. (Unless I screw up my own Oral Presentation then, that's another story ;D)
Today was boring. Way to go for an A-Class description there, future journalist! 2 more people in my class have signed up for the competition. All because the school all too kindly publicized it. Wah, thanks hor! If I didn't even bring it up would the bloody school bother to tell people other than the Editorial club!
I left school early today because I thankfully don't have to go for Chinese lectures. It's overkill I tell you. Met WS and Melvin on the bus who obviously skipped the lectures, the naughty boys. I bet they wither went jamming or DOTA-ing. Came home and slept the whole while because I am severely lacking of rest and I have too much in the stress department.
You should have said that earlier, Mr Trump. (And that is what you call in-text citation.)
That guy hasn't called yet! I wonder if it takes more than one day to make an enquiry. Oh well, I shall just hope that he actually makes the enquiry for me and then get back to me.
As you can see I'm frazzled and perpetually in a bad mood. And to the person who commented below (not the one directly below), well THAT'S MY BUSINESS AND YOU'D THINK I DON'T WANT TO? >O There's a comm meeting tomorrow after Chinese, which means that I have to stay back. I think I'll go revise my Japanese verbs and grammar and maybe read some Gaddis.
I am not writting insightful things on my blog. I need to start putting in stuff and all the little margin-notes from my notepaper in here.
twelve days. two hundred and eighty eight hours.