grrr

I just finished reading this awesome fanfiction based on one of those korean series (You're Beautiful) I like to watch. And no there was no gayness involved. Just pure sweet romance and misunderstandings... the usual soap opera stuff. Anyway. Now that I look at my own works, I feel so fucking insecure that I've started to hate all of my writing. Well not exactly hate but I'm just not satisfied with it anymore. It's so frustratiiing!! Grrrrrr!!

D's back from Slowenia. Hasn't written anyway. Liar. Meh.

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what it sounds like when Schindler (maths teacher) talks to me

Yeah, I don't understand anything either.

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mah fricken wrist hurts but i'm happy is that normal

I screwed my wrist. I got screwed myself by Mr M, my badminton teacher. I screwed my foot. I got screwed myself by my terrible school grades. Screw life.
So to make things clear: My wrist hurts like shit but somehow it's not broken or anything, doc said I have to take an x-ray to be sure. Mr M was pissed because I was late. I was late because I was too fucking stupid to know at which stop I should get out of the tram but that's besides the point. After badminton I was putting on my shoes and I kinda twisted my foot in a way that made (and is still making) my middle toe feel like a pile of glass splinters for the rest of the evening. Now I gotta meet up with my homeroom teacher and my mum on Thu to discuss how badly I suck at school. Yep, I'm screwed.

Ooon the bright side: I finally understand physics! Woot!!! Somehow I feel like I'm enlightened or something. Pretty cool feeling if you ask me :)

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I'm smart enough

[Since for some reason I can't post comments on E's page, I'll have to answer the question with a post. E, please try to fix your page because I can't comment on it, it keeps saying that I should log in (and when I do it won't work anyway even after 4 times) or that it just can't process my comment.]

The eeepiiic answer:
It's fucking water!! H2O. Dihydrogen monoxide. Two hydrogens, H2, and a monoxide, O. I'm sooo full of myself right now... I couldn't help but laugh at the post, sorry, it's just so stupid ^o^ okay whatever I'm going to bed I'm tired and I tend to behave strange when I'm tired. Got shit to do tomorrow. G'night :)

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Mockingbird

Singing sweetly it sits on a stone

Trilling a melody I don't understand

It sings with such passion I can't help but wonder

With a song of such beauty - why is it alone?

omg my skin

I've got rash all over my arms for some reason, especially in the places where I hit the ball during volleyball today. It looks kinda scary, like hundreds of tiny bruises and needle pricks. Ahhh I hope it'll go awayyyyyy...... :(

Olive Oil Rant

My gran has taken over the place for this week. This means that everything, and I mean eeeverything, is somehow "seasoned" with olive oil. It's terrible. I've come up with various excuses for not being able to eat the stuff but slowly she's started to nag and hold lectures on how it was in her days. Rahhhh get me out of this shit hole!
I need a biiig cup of coffee, even better if it's with amaretto or grand marnier, makes the whole thing tastier. I'm going to move into an apartment over a coffee shop someday, it would be the ideal place for me to stay. Seriously. Fresh coffee in the morning with a fruit yogurt, fresh coffee in the afternoon with a cookie, and fresh coffee in the evening with a piece of apricot pie. All I need to live happily. Damn I'm hungry now. What to do? I guess I'll go out and bully some starbucks-employee.
God I hate ordering stuff at starbucks (as much as I love the place), they ask too many questions. If I say I want a cappuccino, I mean a cappuccino - I don't give a camel's arse about chocolate topping or the color of my sugar or if the beans are Cuban or... whatever. Give me a damn coffee, is all I want, jeez. Go fuck a moose, bitch.
So yeah. Cheers.

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