If I said I'm a little miffed right now, you wouldn't even be coming close to an idea of how violent "miffed" can be.
I got a bad mark in Ethics of Death. SO ANGRY. Seriously feel like writing him an email saying "I can't help but feel I didn't get a better mark because I didn't beg to blow you after class." Settled instead for "What did I do so badly that you gave me such a low mark?" I thought my exam was amazing. I don't know what could have gone wrong.
Anyway, trying to distract myself. It's kinda hard, and plus I'm feeling guilty for downloading so many Sherlock Holmes stories- I forgot about stupid Sympatico having a limit on your downloads. Fucking jerks.
So right now, really angry and frustrated and guilty. Gonna go to the washing up, it won't help but maybe I can "accidentally" break a plate or something to make me feel better. Of course, I'll just have to clean it up again- these things always come back to bite you in the butt. Right now, I'm sick of school and I want OUT.
Readin' The Nanny Ogg Cookbook
Listenin' to nothing
Thinkin' about that punch-ball in the As Seen On TV store in Fairview. Want it. NOW.
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