bleh
ARGH. SO MUCH HOMEWORK IT HURTS.
PAIN. ARGH.
Seriously, today I had to;
- Read 1 chapter for Mod hist.
- Complete three questions and an entire worksheet for Physics (say…30 questions on the worksheet, or more? Yeah, more)
- Memorize verb endings for Jap
- Maths questions
- Review Legal Studies…
Like, wtf? And I had to carry all my stuff home? I now have SEVEN text books. Mod hist. Just got another one. That makes three for that subject. ^.^;;;
But oh well. It wasn’t *too* bad. Actually, it was kinda fun. I just like complaining. *SHOT*
My brithday’s on the 22nd! That’s like…16 days or something. Wowzers! I’ma gonna be 16! How exciting. XD
Y’know what’s awesome though? Mum and dads are gonna buy my tickets to the Fallout Boy concert! Yay! I’m so excited! XDDDD
‘Course, it’s mum making up for what happened over the weekend, but I don’t care. I’m gonna see Fallout Boy! My sister’s going too; but she has to pay for her tickets. Hah. Hopefully May can come as well. Lucy, Ellese, Ryan and someone else are but I’m not sure if we’ll see each other there…
Anyway…other than a whole bunch of school work, not much else’s been going on with me.
I’m currently angsty at the year eights though. Little fuckers think they can talk to me? Smile at me? LOOK at me? FUCK NO, BITCHES. GET LOST.
Jesus, they’re so presumptuous. They think that just ‘cause they’re in high school it’s ok to act like total shitheads. They think its COOL. Um, reality check please?
It’s not. They ought to grow up.
They're so...bratty, yelling and jumping and scremaing and being annoyingly physical with everyone...eurgh.
And omg, I got checked out by a grade eighter today. That’s basically the only reason I’m whining about them. Because like, he gave me the lecher 101 look over and then smiled all ‘cool’ like and I’m all ‘ahaha, meet my middle finger, you’re going to be seeing a lot of her,’
*shudder*
I’m having a picnic party for my birthday. ♥
And that’s all.
PAIN. ARGH.
Seriously, today I had to;
- Read 1 chapter for Mod hist.
- Complete three questions and an entire worksheet for Physics (say…30 questions on the worksheet, or more? Yeah, more)
- Memorize verb endings for Jap
- Maths questions
- Review Legal Studies…
Like, wtf? And I had to carry all my stuff home? I now have SEVEN text books. Mod hist. Just got another one. That makes three for that subject. ^.^;;;
But oh well. It wasn’t *too* bad. Actually, it was kinda fun. I just like complaining. *SHOT*
My brithday’s on the 22nd! That’s like…16 days or something. Wowzers! I’ma gonna be 16! How exciting. XD
Y’know what’s awesome though? Mum and dads are gonna buy my tickets to the Fallout Boy concert! Yay! I’m so excited! XDDDD
‘Course, it’s mum making up for what happened over the weekend, but I don’t care. I’m gonna see Fallout Boy! My sister’s going too; but she has to pay for her tickets. Hah. Hopefully May can come as well. Lucy, Ellese, Ryan and someone else are but I’m not sure if we’ll see each other there…
Anyway…other than a whole bunch of school work, not much else’s been going on with me.
I’m currently angsty at the year eights though. Little fuckers think they can talk to me? Smile at me? LOOK at me? FUCK NO, BITCHES. GET LOST.
Jesus, they’re so presumptuous. They think that just ‘cause they’re in high school it’s ok to act like total shitheads. They think its COOL. Um, reality check please?
It’s not. They ought to grow up.
They're so...bratty, yelling and jumping and scremaing and being annoyingly physical with everyone...eurgh.
And omg, I got checked out by a grade eighter today. That’s basically the only reason I’m whining about them. Because like, he gave me the lecher 101 look over and then smiled all ‘cool’ like and I’m all ‘ahaha, meet my middle finger, you’re going to be seeing a lot of her,’
*shudder*
I’m having a picnic party for my birthday. ♥
And that’s all.