I am now sitting in my classroom with an open Bio textbook in front of me and all dusty from climing under the computer table and fighting with faulty connections. I hate the computer tables that my school has. They have black rungs to prevent you from pulling out plugs by accident, but when they do come out, you have to yank the whole CPU out in order to put it back. Grr......
Aine has gotten me hooked on Wish. I am now very cross with her, because I am compelled to write a fanfic but I don't know how or why. She wants angst. Wish does not have space for angst. I want angst. I don't want to write Wish angst. I shall now angst over how much angst I want and that I can't write Wish Angst.
Literature worries me. Although I hate Romeo and Juliet to death, but I am really wanting to do well for Lord of the Flies at least, if not the whole paper. And my teacher just gave me a B/C for my essay, which is a no-no. Arghh....why is my life like this.....
I now go bye bye.