Ugh stupid stupid stupid stupid!
I hate school and all it's percentage crap.
The first day of school and my bad mood kicks in.
You come in smiling then your teacher starts talking bout all these numbers
and "getting at least an A1 for Maths".
I mean what the hell does that mean?
At least an A1 for Maths?! Crazy talk lah.
And please, it doesnt help that your form teacher loves talking bout Maths..
when your weakest subject is exactly that. Demoralising! Grrr.
And then there's the "don't have to work well with your buddies just study well."
WHAT? Yeah, so right. (Y)
I dunno how all the sudden hatred for this place came.
I guess I miss there too awfully much.
I hate the new timetable.
I hate staring at the white board.
I hate listening eventhough I must.
I hate everything here.
Ahhh, I hate being rebellious like this.
Help.
Peace.Goodbye.