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Oh bloody hell. What a fuckin wasted day.
So I dragged myself out of bed at six am to go to school. Only to turn up there and find out the first two lessons have been called of. Of which they of course couldn't have informed us yesterday, cause that school is so fucking unorganised.
Ok. So that meant three hours of hanging around at school and going into town to do useless things like go to McDanalds at 10 in the morning and eating, cause I have time, not cause I'm hungry. Because I always only eat when I have time anymore, not when I'm hungry.
Right so then we go back to school for pathetic four hours.
I get into word processing class and switch on the comp I normally use which of course fucks up and annoys the shit out of me.
And of course, my teacher doesn't give a damn, so after a lot of swearing and hacking around on the keyboard I finally manage to get the thing to work and then I could start doing stupid excercises on word table. Ack.
Before that lesson there was business economics, but that was just being boring.
So next we have English and no one really wants to be at school anymore, cause we were all thinking that this day was a bloody waste of time.
But then we start the lesson and for once everyone decides to be active and pay attention. So we're correcting our homework and I say something that the others had all overlooked and my teacher just bloody half ignores me and is something like 'Yeah, whatever.' *rips at hair*
So... next hour, word processing again. Same computer, same shit not working. I was about to throw the thing ad myself out of the window til my teacher told me I could use the computer next to mine. Anyway. More shitty word tables. More waste of time and my teacher telling me I seem frustrated and nervous.
Yeah, fuck so I was frustrated and nervous and worried. And really, sometimes I ask myself why I even give a fuck about some stuff.
So yeah... if you
1) Are planning to tell me that you're going to stop writing
2) Are abandoning youfiction (as a genre) (and the worse thing, tell me you've 'grown out of it')
3) Are going to tell me you want to delete your story on my site
4) Are going to be a total hypocrite about staying dedicated to your own sites
5) Are going to take down your totally awesome sites, cause you don't have time, abandoned me some time ago cause you thought my site wasn't going well enough and you could use your time way better somewhere else, then go to help some random other person to help on their site, although you've just shut down yours, cause you 'haven't got time'
6) Have any reason to cause me any more emotional tension
7) Are pissed off at me for writing this
... then better stay out of my way, cause I'm very likely to bitch at you and rip off your head.
So I dragged myself out of bed at six am to go to school. Only to turn up there and find out the first two lessons have been called of. Of which they of course couldn't have informed us yesterday, cause that school is so fucking unorganised.
Ok. So that meant three hours of hanging around at school and going into town to do useless things like go to McDanalds at 10 in the morning and eating, cause I have time, not cause I'm hungry. Because I always only eat when I have time anymore, not when I'm hungry.
Right so then we go back to school for pathetic four hours.
I get into word processing class and switch on the comp I normally use which of course fucks up and annoys the shit out of me.
And of course, my teacher doesn't give a damn, so after a lot of swearing and hacking around on the keyboard I finally manage to get the thing to work and then I could start doing stupid excercises on word table. Ack.
Before that lesson there was business economics, but that was just being boring.
So next we have English and no one really wants to be at school anymore, cause we were all thinking that this day was a bloody waste of time.
But then we start the lesson and for once everyone decides to be active and pay attention. So we're correcting our homework and I say something that the others had all overlooked and my teacher just bloody half ignores me and is something like 'Yeah, whatever.' *rips at hair*
So... next hour, word processing again. Same computer, same shit not working. I was about to throw the thing ad myself out of the window til my teacher told me I could use the computer next to mine. Anyway. More shitty word tables. More waste of time and my teacher telling me I seem frustrated and nervous.
Yeah, fuck so I was frustrated and nervous and worried. And really, sometimes I ask myself why I even give a fuck about some stuff.
So yeah... if you
1) Are planning to tell me that you're going to stop writing
2) Are abandoning youfiction (as a genre) (and the worse thing, tell me you've 'grown out of it')
3) Are going to tell me you want to delete your story on my site
4) Are going to be a total hypocrite about staying dedicated to your own sites
5) Are going to take down your totally awesome sites, cause you don't have time, abandoned me some time ago cause you thought my site wasn't going well enough and you could use your time way better somewhere else, then go to help some random other person to help on their site, although you've just shut down yours, cause you 'haven't got time'
6) Have any reason to cause me any more emotional tension
7) Are pissed off at me for writing this
... then better stay out of my way, cause I'm very likely to bitch at you and rip off your head.