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if you want to insult me, dare to in my face*

Thursday, October 12, 2006
10:26 PM

today was really boring. i failed two things for EOY. good thing i was prepared. biology and math paper 2. i am not depressed or anything. this is called being MENTALLY PREPARED. and i am wonderful in getting myself to be that, so no shocker over there. tomorrow we will probably be getting our L.A, Chinese, the rest of math paper 2 results back? i am so dead.
i need to score well. correction.
i WANT to score well. correction.
WHO DOESN'T?
the suspense is killing me. might as well get over this agony as soon as possible. i want to wait no more. it is depressing.

whenever the package of lousy results is flung into our already heavy load, there is one point to consider. HOW THE HECK DO WE RELATE OUR FAILURES TO OUR PARENTS. they never understand. in other words, i'm dead. one way is to just spill the ass and surrender to your saddening fate.

today chinese teacher so fierce. scold me and simin for whispering!!! teachers aways say they can stand whispering, this is SO contradicting! i lied to her. actually we weren't really discussing about how we were going to surrender and die... boring boring boring.we were supposed to listen to a debate on the history of china. as a not-very-approving person of china, WHY WOULD I WANT TO KNOW ITS HISTORY??!! that's lame!! totally lame.

whatever. i mean, i don't listen during chinese lessons. then again, DO YOU?
i am crapping, so this english is so atrocious to a level that i am about to puke. so to prevent myself from puking, i am signing off for now...


noted*