fuck all. fuck all is all i have to say.

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no, actually. i have more. i failed my phyiscs test. how? it hasn't even been marked.

i couldn't do the second side. the first was fine, but the second had all this stuff about projectiles that seemed to have bits of information missing. time AND initial velocity? so i did like one question out of 4. big questions. i'm hoping that i got all the first right and that he's given more marks to those than they deserve. because if my grade is too low, i won't be able to exempt physics and i'll have to revise now for the final on tuesday morning. morning! seven fucking thirty!

either way, i can't have done well and can i live with an 80? maybe i should do the exam. maybe i need it. i'd rather not, thank you.

pre-cal was fantastic. no, it wasn't really. i spoke to two people and they said it was easy (they mentioned that some didn't, but i thought they were stupid. they most probably weren't...) at least i did all the questions, eh?

rach millipede wrote me a letter on extra light paper which she bought for the sole purpose of comunication with me. i laughed on the way home. i love that girl.

i feel... like to shout or sing Muse very loudly in an angry fashion. i might even call ticca or amy and bitch about it to them. i'd liek to hear their voices. and i haven't called karen since forever. i need to call everyone. i'm a fucking bitch for not writing to anyone. i haven't even communicated via le 'net to mads.

Le Ma�tre de Musique is lovely. still haven't finished it yet, which is immensely frustrating. maybe Matt Hales will teach singing.....maybe not.

someone sent me a christmas card. i know not who. i don't recognise his name, but he seems to have the emails of quite a few people in my family. what's more weird is it seems to be a forward started by my aunt....

<< *thumps keyboard violently* >>

th since 5th october 2001