Wednesday, August 23, 2006
♥ Wednesday, August 23, 2006
I hate going to school.Let's see, to get to school I have to;1) Get up at bloody 5.50 in the morning when the sun hasn't even reached Europe.2) Sleep sitting on the bed and wake up at regular intervals of 3 minutes when my bloody phone finally rings again.3) Walk 8 metres to my bloody wardrobe and get the uniform out of there stuck in some corner.4) Get to the bathroom where the bloody door has been taken off and squeeze into either the toilet or the showering cubicle with half my eyes closed and change there.5) Wash up and wear badges and the bloody watch that rings every 12am, and tie hair.6) Walk out into the bloody freezing room and turn the aircon fan down to low and bring the temperature up to 25degrees.7) Wear my pink SFStateU pullover on and pack my bloody bag, which is impossible because all my papers are in messes in some corner of the table/shelf. 8) Get out of BS by 6.30am bloody sharp.9) Walk on that long bloody stretch of black tar and to the bus stop, which is approximately 300metres away.10) Wait 5-10 minutes for the bus usually with my bloody humongous guitar or math file.11) Prevent myself from sleeping on the bloody bus because I can hardly keep my eyes open.12) Cross a bloody overhead bridge and walk about 50metres to another bus stop, take another bus and drop after one stop. (If you take 171, that is. I still have 151 and 154 and 156 but I shall not talk about that anymore)13) Walk another bloody 200metres to the classroom once I reach school.14) Leave in 10 minutes for BlkElvl4 which is four bloody flights of stairs up with my tie.15) Stay at BlkElvl4 for a bloody 5 minutes turning off the corridor lights and then climb back down four more floors and into the classroom.See? Anyway, I'm still in that 'bloody' craze thing from today's first block. I shall not describe. It was so darn amusing. And its surprising I could concentrate in every class except English because my tum was making weird noises and all the gastric acids kept attacking. And April said its dangerous cos if one day I die they'll think it was suicide because there's acid and if someone really murders me then I shall be in grief.Priscilla is so hilarious when she looks like a sheep with her hair. nuggets;jessicaa
