last updated a couple of eons ago. ah, crap. you know i'm so blah when i start writing in phrases. blech. i feel so...crappy.
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reading bryanboy. man, am i friggin' jealous. bah.
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got my exam results last week.
and guess what? I DID NOT FAIL A SINGLE THING. (with the obvious exception of p.e. i never passed a single p.e. exam in my four years in high school. not one. and i ain't starting now.)
surprised?
hell, i was.
i even passed physics. unexpected my ass. i was doing eenie-meenie-miney-moe about three-quarters of the time.
buwahahahaha. (this is supposed to be my evil laugh)
so..seriously. i was like, "HA! SUCKERZZZZZZZZ!!!!!" and high-fived leann (who also passed, along with about six others in a class of 36) when i heard the news. teehee. SUCKERZZZZZZZ!!!
but i guess i really do have loads of common sense. imagine getting 22 out of 30 multiple choice items when my seatmate, self-appointed-god's-gift-to-the-world's-morons, only got 10. ::laughs evilly:: if i, The Most Idiotic Self-Appointed Genius can get it right, who can't? everybody else, i guess.
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and then there's the celestial party, RC's answer to Halloween's so-called Pagan origin.
and let me tell you, it was crap. especially considering that it was to be our last-ever celestial party. bah. the music was so 90's (duh, it's too early for it to be retro) and it was so freaking short! two hours, at the most. how was i supposed to complete my sit-and-stare-at-the-gym-ceiling mantra in such a short time? clearly they haven't been informed of the said mantra's importance to moi.
nah, just kidding. i was too wasted to dance after the first hour (there wasn't any booze there, though. and besides, i don't even drink.) so i sat through the rest.
got to slow dance too. just one though. with martin. teehee. we danced straight through two songs. the first ones, actually, so it was the first dance for the two of us. teehee.
bah. i wish i had a boyfriend.
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reading bryanboy. man, am i friggin' jealous. bah.
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got my exam results last week.
and guess what? I DID NOT FAIL A SINGLE THING. (with the obvious exception of p.e. i never passed a single p.e. exam in my four years in high school. not one. and i ain't starting now.)
surprised?
hell, i was.
i even passed physics. unexpected my ass. i was doing eenie-meenie-miney-moe about three-quarters of the time.
buwahahahaha. (this is supposed to be my evil laugh)
so..seriously. i was like, "HA! SUCKERZZZZZZZZ!!!!!" and high-fived leann (who also passed, along with about six others in a class of 36) when i heard the news. teehee. SUCKERZZZZZZZ!!!
but i guess i really do have loads of common sense. imagine getting 22 out of 30 multiple choice items when my seatmate, self-appointed-god's-gift-to-the-world's-morons, only got 10. ::laughs evilly:: if i, The Most Idiotic Self-Appointed Genius can get it right, who can't? everybody else, i guess.
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and then there's the celestial party, RC's answer to Halloween's so-called Pagan origin.
and let me tell you, it was crap. especially considering that it was to be our last-ever celestial party. bah. the music was so 90's (duh, it's too early for it to be retro) and it was so freaking short! two hours, at the most. how was i supposed to complete my sit-and-stare-at-the-gym-ceiling mantra in such a short time? clearly they haven't been informed of the said mantra's importance to moi.
nah, just kidding. i was too wasted to dance after the first hour (there wasn't any booze there, though. and besides, i don't even drink.) so i sat through the rest.
got to slow dance too. just one though. with martin. teehee. we danced straight through two songs. the first ones, actually, so it was the first dance for the two of us. teehee.
bah. i wish i had a boyfriend.
