School makes me pout.
I got a solid B (2,0) on my Paper of Doom.
Not what I expected. I'm pouting and I've got the squirmy feeling in my gut that I get when someone does something I don't think is fair and there's nothing I can do about it. I could argue semantics, I guess, but it's not going to turn into an A, is it?
Goodbye, blood, sweat and tears. I wish I hadn't wasted you.
Not what I expected. I'm pouting and I've got the squirmy feeling in my gut that I get when someone does something I don't think is fair and there's nothing I can do about it. I could argue semantics, I guess, but it's not going to turn into an A, is it?
Goodbye, blood, sweat and tears. I wish I hadn't wasted you.