Be nice? Bite me.

Started the week off in a pretty bad note. Zzz.

Arrived at first class today, and guess what? I totally forgot about my psychology homework. I could’ve blamed BB7 on Taylor’s Portal for being down, but then when i checked my diary, i jotted it down. Crap. And it doesn’t end there. Mr Colin then said:

‘Ok class, clear your desk. Get out your pen and get ready for today’s test.’

WTFBBQKNNCCB?

Well, I thank god for my pretty chunted memory. Manage to answer all of them except one.

Oh, and English class. haha. I know shueze and nyityang love this. So here’s what happened:

So Mr Woodcock returned our essay to us we wrote last week. So the DUDE who sits next to me was being the asshole he was as usual. I mean, ever since we handed in our essay, he was already hounding Mr Woodcock like some cock-hole. He was like: ‘ Oh Mr Woodcock, did you read my essay?’ and ‘I think I used a lot of phrases and quotes in my essay.’ and yada yada bla bla. So then we got our marks. I did pretty well if i may say so. Then i sorta glanced at him. He was staring intently at his score sheet, which i also peeked at. OWNAGE LA! higher than him AGAIN. He was like looking at the sheet, and cursing under his breath, like: What the? Why and how did I… Oh boy, did he look dulan. Then he saw my score sheet which I DELIBERATELY placed on my table. One peek at it, and boy, i savored every single moment of his ‘WTF’ face.

OWNAGE. I feel good, na-na-na-na-na-na-na.

sigh, I really do feel I’m not myself anymore. I thought I got everything under control, there was even a period when I thought…but dammit, it all comes back in a rush. Pfft.

Valentines this saturday? Oh boy, am I gonna be vindictive towards all the couples i see. Yes, I am the jealous, bitter, self-pitying, fat, lonely, depressed and ugly single male who hates Valentines Day.

SINGLE BOYS OUT THERE! CLUBBING OR DRINKING THIS SATURDAY! WHO’S WITH ME???