i don't think i can survive the year.
i even get tired hearing what i have to do.
and lit lesson is scary. first day of class and we get a test to "separate the sheeps from the goats" (i'm probably a goat) (but according to the teacher, she likes sheeps less than goats. she thinks sheeps are dumb animals who just go 'maa' and wonder around aimlessly. i guess i am a sheep then) and to see "how wide our vocabulary is". well, mine isn't very wide.
and she gives cheem scary words like dystopic and utopic. where's sam chye when i need her? ):
then there's still duties to tend to when i'm already dying with my work. (and it's the second day of school)
horrible.
utterly.
horrible.
i need chocolate.
i need to read my ss book
i need to read my geog book
i need to do my work
and that's what i shall do