Woke up at 7:30. Couldn't fit into the nice blouse that an aunt gave me even though I fit into it well enough on New Year's Eve. Struggled with it for an hour.
Went downstairs. Waited for Mom. Left house late. Came to school too late for Sci10.
Fought a rule-nitpicker/rich brat/general asshole in Versus with a Teen Titan's build while everyone else was gone. Want to murder him now. Will use LoA next time and fucking stuff Tower of Babel up his ass.
Lined up for an hour with Migoy to pay tuition. Waited until Kingdom Come. Glomps to Liss for paying for it for us when we had to go to Western Lit.
Picked up by Mom thirty minutes late. Dragged to Shangri-la. Lingered for two hours while she ran errands. Went to the office to wait for father, brother and other driver since ours had to go home. Ended up waiting an extra thirty minutes.
Encountered traffic. Got home. Showered. Turned on PC only to find out that the goddamned thing crashed on me. Says the boot-up failed or some other technological shit excuse like that.
I have a paper to write for Psych, a satire to do for Western Lit, a book to read by Goethe, and group reports in Foreigner's Filipino and Sci10.
Yes. I'm done crying now.
Went downstairs. Waited for Mom. Left house late. Came to school too late for Sci10.
Fought a rule-nitpicker/rich brat/general asshole in Versus with a Teen Titan's build while everyone else was gone. Want to murder him now. Will use LoA next time and fucking stuff Tower of Babel up his ass.
Lined up for an hour with Migoy to pay tuition. Waited until Kingdom Come. Glomps to Liss for paying for it for us when we had to go to Western Lit.
Picked up by Mom thirty minutes late. Dragged to Shangri-la. Lingered for two hours while she ran errands. Went to the office to wait for father, brother and other driver since ours had to go home. Ended up waiting an extra thirty minutes.
Encountered traffic. Got home. Showered. Turned on PC only to find out that the goddamned thing crashed on me. Says the boot-up failed or some other technological shit excuse like that.
I have a paper to write for Psych, a satire to do for Western Lit, a book to read by Goethe, and group reports in Foreigner's Filipino and Sci10.
Yes. I'm done crying now.