I know not how to make head or tail of it. I am not really pushing for it anw. But the fact that I am claimed inferior to a clearly retarded thing just is the shit icing on my poocake. I can decipher actions however for this, the words clearly sting more than the actions. Not that I give two hoots though.
This is prolly one of the few periods where I hope holidays are just much better than school days. I can choose not to see ppl I dislike nor do I have to attend any lessons against my will. At least school now is not as bad as school before the hols.
Ever since school started, my regime has been a failure-success. Success in that I managed to wake up consistently on time; failure in that I have yet to accomplish anything useful. So... today, something useful is going to come out. I promise.
Chem today would have been a breeze if I had studied the method B more. That chicken wing lost me 5 full marks.
I cant find anything to do from now to 10. Maybe I should sleep earlier.
Cemeteries in London
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