am currently doing my english homework in a "cant be fucked" mood. my handwriting is attrocious. it looks worse than dog food. seroiusly.
this brings me back to the time where i wrote my T.S Elliot essay, and some classmate had to comment on it. too bad the only comment i got was "Write Neater, Type It". grrr.

English lesson was a bore. talked about belonging and how people in text BELONG. LIKE OMFGness. why should i care if they belong or not? i fail section 1 umat. i fail section 2 umat. i fail english too! diu.

well, everything was boring until mcgahen forced us to make a thesis. more like, we had to elaborate on someone else's thesis from a sheet. hence, we need to pick one. Funny enough, mcgahen asked matt which one he picked, so he read out "The need to belong to a group or a community shapes our behaviour, attitudes and actions". But the best bit was, McGahen stared at yuhao afterwards and said out loudly, "i believe someone else is doing the same thing as you" and yuhao nodded
LMFAO> best part of the day. mainly due to the stupid triple maths period. but oh wells :) MATT BARES RESEMBLENCE TO YUHAO. BAHAHAHAHAHAHHA. t'was all good, but McGahen told me to read out my one next, which i did. McGahen asked for anyone else to raise their hand if they did the same one, which, only sally did ==". well, knowing KARMA, matt did the exact same thing to me.

after school maths was rather dreadful. conics + integration. eww. was pulling out my chin hair whilst paying attention to Hurley. infact, he did, many times, stare at me wierdly with a >=[ look.