im so stressed about school. im failing everything, omgosh. im failing school. ingrid fung is doing horrible at school. shit, this is the first year im actually getting 60s and enough 70s to make an impact on school.

omgosh, fuck fuck fuck fuck.

and you gay ppl that complain to me about your high 80s and low 90s. STOP COMPLAINING TO ME. does it make you feel good to complain to someone who is getting low 80s?! ahhhhhhh or just rubbing it in my face that you got perfect on the assignment and want that to be worth more than 20% of the mark? in physics mel just wouldnt stop talking about her perfect to me while she KNEW that i got 63. so much for making me feel better -_-

ahhhhhhh and i ate something hot and now i have 2 bubbles on the roof of my mouth.

nothing is going my way : (.

i lost my bobbin in fashion. i got 63 in physics. i dont understand math. and i dont kno how to use photoshop for graphic arts.

and the deca meeting that i went to sign up for stuff was useless, cuz we werent even signing up for things!

oh but in graphic arts, cuz i dindt have a laptop, ms mann asked me to design the school uniform for markham (we're not getting any, i think its just for fun) and i did it in 5 min and she was like wow, i love it. as did i lol, it was really cool. it looked so pretty : )

boys are complicated and they make my life terribly confusing and hard : (. i want to be 6 and watch tv all day long.