What a nice holidays indeed. Yeah, nice... Hope you can sense that im sorta being sarcastic. How great can a hols be with as little sleep as normal days, a lot more hw, same amount of problems bugging me, blah blah blah... Well, most of it is what I caused myself to have one. Anyway having any regrets will help nothing, no point crying over split milk.
Got my progress report out. Doesnt look as good as i thought. thanks to some NICE grades i have which i had forgotten. Guess my memory has great filtration skills, making the happy one vivid, and hiding the bad one.... Rememering only the impressive ones and not the others. I had failed 2 tests, and one of them being english, the other was expected, chem. Average percentage wasn't any better.
Performing for speech day and guess what, we had to wear ethnic costume. How crappy can it get... Just shit the teacher to hell for the damn great suggestion. You really have great ideas. Well, sometimes when you want to lie, can you please tell some believeable one and not one which makes us question the credibility. Anyway, i really dread going for CCAs now, having to see the great teacher, and best of all talk to him makes me wanna feel like puking. I really wish i had not taken up this position in the comittee, just because of of this, im obliged to make so much commitments. Tks for the tempting CCA points...
Perhaps as what py had mentioned in her blog, we cant have everything. I really love any other thing about choir except the teacher. My juniors are really a great bunch of ppl, instructor was good, other teachers in charge is okay, well, except that one who can really spoil my mood. Was so the pissed and angry this afternoon. My mood really plunged to the lowest of the pit today. what great fashion sense does he have, well, quit bullshitting to me, im no kid! What The Hell...
-i cant be what i want right, you force me to be one...-
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