Oh science... how I loathe thee
I hate my science teacher. so much. So Kathryn and I were doing this lab in science involving this weird pink goo, and then we kinda failed at getting it the right size so she got pissed at us. It wasn't even our fault though, it was just the way it came out of the pan that was uneven. Ah well, she got mad at a bunch of people today, but the funniest was when she bitched at Alan (no surprise there, the whole world hates him. But I did have fun with him in french class calling the main character of our story a bitch). And now my science homework makes no sense and I have a sudden urge to throw something at the wall or bang my head against it.
*sigh*... I'm not even that mad about science, I just need someone to blame my problems on, and right now, my science teacher seems to be doing a great job of that. It kinda makes me feel better not really.
Alright, that's all for now, I need to go to my ringette practice (2ND LAST ONE EVER) so we can go fail at provincials this weekend. woo. talk to y'all later.
As you can see, I'm having too much fun with this strikeout text I just discovered... hehe <3