slaughter

So today, I used the ATAR calculator. I'm satisfied with what I'll be aiming for, and let's just say, a low nineties mark (or even high 80s) will be sufficient for my goal. I was happy, until they came over. Again. So here's the thing, from the beginning:

My dad met this guy online, and they were fast friends. He visited once or twice, and invited my dad (and my family, but I declined so 3/4 of us stayed home LOL) to eat out. And now, they're best friends because of karaoke and his "karaoke room" is next to my study/bedroom. If this keeps up, I might actually spend my time away from my house at the library, or probably out with my cousin Swan (NOTE THE SPELLING), who I haven't seen for ages. It's not likely I'll be doing this, but I'll probably get fed up one way or another.

So they're over again, two days in a row. Their children are barging into my room, and I might need a retractable doorknob so no one can get in when I'm in my room studying. I refuse to eat or watch Masterchef outside if they are still there. They may be nice people, but I don't think they understand the need for privacy and rooms that are locked.

LOL I'll shoot them. And The Man From Nowhere is so hfkajhfakl. It's so action filled that I forgot I was eating for an hour. Seriously. And I lost my appetite after the eye-container rolled out, and when the woman's body was left behind after being organ-harvested. It's a must-watch, but it's a bit disturbing.