ARRRGH

So it's been who-knows-how-long since the last time I blogged.
And right now I'm only here cause I was installing google chrome and it asked me if i had a blogger account.


Right now, i have 5 minutes in my battery life and only a couple of hours till my first HSC exam.

I wish i could hate Mondays again, but right now I miss them way too much.

I don't want to sit my exam.
I was pumped a couple of hours ago, now i wish i could sleep.

I wish i was a school girl again.
This is bullshit, they lied to me.

They said I'd feel free after school was done.

And it's like I'm in home arrest.
I know I can leave if I want to... But I can't.


And I hate it.



SO MUCH ANGST, OMG.

But with only 0:03 minutes, I better get going.


Wish me luck; I know I'll need it.


Goodnight xx

"Can I go to the toilet?"

Today at school, our maths teacher was absent, so we, obviously, had a sub teacher. Of course the dumb people in the class dedicated themselves to shout and scream like primary kids while the teacher attempted to explain the new topic.
After Miss had finished writing everything on the board, one of them goes "We're an advanced mathematics class, we obviously know this stuff, we learnt it in year 8!"
I couldn't help it to turn and stare at him like he was a freaking idiot -and I am not actually saying he is not one-, because Miss had already asked if we wanted her to explain, to what we had all answered yes.
A while went past until another one asks for permission to go to the bathroom. A second one puts his hand up and asks to go as well -at the same time-. Miss told him he couldn't, and he proceeded to say "So I'll sh*t my pants, is that okay?"
At this point, I started to really wonder what was wrong with people today. I know it was first period on a Monday, but that was no reason. I'd never actually heard a student swear to a teacher -I'd heard about it happen, but I'd never actually seen it happen myself-. Though the teacher didn't seem as surprised as I was, and answered lightly the following words. "That's fine with me, they're your pants."
And then the whole class burst into laughter -to which I happily joined-.

Then, in period 6, we were meant to present a draft for an essay we are writing for English. The teacher selected groups of 4-5 people, and called them out to talk about each of their essays and compare them -I suppose, as I haven't had the conference yet-. Of course, not many people had done their job, and after the first group came back into the classroom, the following question was asked to one of the boys in the class who hadn't finished his work.
"Dude, so what did you do?"
"I showed her my work."
"What did she say?"
"She said, she said... She said "That's not enough"."
Then I started to seriously wonder what was wrong with people today. Although I -for once- had done my job, I felt like a retard for some strange reason.

And that's how my school day finished today.
Not my greatest day,
but I guess it wasn't the worst either.

So, until next time.