I curse every bit of homework I have the very pits of Hell. Like my Business homework. I really don't feel like doing it, despite how much I like our teacher. He's so dry, reminds me of my tutor teacher. Just... not as dry. And he knows my name (as well as Lamrock's, because we share the same name), so he said "Annie! ... I know there are two of you." And we just stare at him. Blankly. I have tutor homework to get through, so I'll hopefully get through the majority today and just... give up entirely on life.
No, I'm joking. I really can't wait until my piano exam is over - so bloody expensive and worthless if I get a C. Which, is perhaps impossible, because I'm certainly going to get a D.
LOLLLLLLLLL HFJKAHFKJAHFJAKL I HAVE ONE PIECE THAT ISN'T EVEN DONE YET AND MY GENERAL KNOWLEDGE IS FUCKED AND HFADHFAKHFALK. GOODBYE LIFE.
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