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Just keep in mind that I really don't like it when people start shit with me. People make judgements way too quickly. Put the props down. Just be yourself. We're too obsessed with technology, phones, computers and shit to talk to each other face to face these days. I like making connections with random strangers. Interesting ones who want to change the world without wanting to become a footballers wife or a porn star. That's all about meeting interesting individuals you come across in ways that you'd never expect. Have some filthy fun, Keh? Cheers ;D

Jan 14, 2010

An Epic Time Of Wasted.

FML of the Day:

Today, my boyfriend informed me that sharing a bed with me was like sleeping with a seizing cat. FML

I hate teachers.
They think they can get away with everything. They seem like ignorant, souless sons of bitches.
My french teacher likes to torment me or something. I do my work, like 99% of the time (unless I forgot about it or something) and shes always picks at me in front of the whole class and broadcasting that I didn't have my homework done.
Today was a different story though that just drew the line. I handed in the assignment and it had one or two blanks cause my paragraphs didn't have that information in it. EVERYONE did that. but no. She picks on me.
It's lunch time, and the whole class is gone. I hand in the work and she looks at it and says "why is this blank???" and I had already told her before hand that I couldn't fill it in. She made up some bull crap about being creative and say shit about yourself. So I did that.
So then I hand in the assignment with my paragraphs stapled to it, and she reads the first sentence and ONE FKING SPELLING MISTAKE. She gives it to me, and tells me to hand it in tomorrow.
OH. OKAY. So how's hearing this: I agree to hand it in the next day. I was like kwhatever. So I'm putting my stuff together and she goes up to me, gives me the attendance and says "the least you can do is take this down. I've been so nice to you; Helping you out and all"
WHAT. THE. FUCK.
Like actually. Did she get hit by a fridge when she was born?

Usually, when I'm mad, I'm chill about it until I'm alone and have a breather. But for this, I actually showed how annoyed I was and accidently pushed the chair in too hard before I left and she just looked at me..

And smiled.

Is she serious? Like, it wasn't even a friendly smile. It was like Satan. I'm so glad this semester is almost over. Next year, if i get her again for french, I'm completely changing subjects. I refuse to have her as a teacher.

On the brightside, my mark isn't gonna go down in english cause I finally figured out what to write for my ISU exam. Science is coolio too. We finished the whole course and all that's left is the culminating activity and the exam. NUU. I'm sad about leaving music and english though. D=
Well w.e. I hope second sem. goes well. It better. Concidering I have the shittiest subjects known to man.
kthnxbye.

CHIMO.

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