And the decades disappear
Like sinking ships but we persevere.
God gives us hope but we still fear, we don't know.
Like sinking ships but we persevere.
God gives us hope but we still fear, we don't know.
Methods was my first class this morning and then I had an ad. gen. test on conics and loci. It was hard but I at least knew how to do it. 'Twas a good test I say! At lunchtime the lads, ladies and I kb'd on the picnic tables on the fake grass and may I say, we stuck out like a sore thumb. A picnic table in the middle of nowhere, it's not noticeable at all~!
We ended the day with english, the subject I enjoy most and I got a paper cut on my wrist. FAIL. Thea and I then made our way to Watergardens while walking Thuy to the bustop until Mr Woods, that newbie fuckin' creepy motherfuckin' tryhard cockhead carpetmunching nazi, walks next to us being all nice and whatever while telling us off for not having our blazers. I mean, that's not normal. Just tell us outright like any other teacher would. Don't try to be friendly while giving us lunchtime detention you motherfuck.
"I'm serious girls! C'mon, do it"
"What the fuck? Do what?"
"Put your blazers on!"
Ok first of all, we didn't know what the fuck he was on about. And then he started asking for our names and this is what happened with Thuy and I:
"What's your name?
"Uh, my name's Thuy."
"Do you have your blazer?"
"No."
"What's your name?"
"I just told you, it's Thuy"
Dumb fuck, at least try to listen. And then he was like:
"You girls know you're up for yard-duty right...?"
"Yeah so?"
"But it's tedious don'tcha thinkkk?"
(Silence) "WHO CARES."
LOL.
So after, Thuy stopped at her stop while Thea and I went to Watergay's to buy her phone and lay-by some good shit.
Omg, bringing up that whole Mr Woods thing just ruined my happy mood. Thanks a-fuckin'-lot sir!
We ended the day with english, the subject I enjoy most and I got a paper cut on my wrist. FAIL. Thea and I then made our way to Watergardens while walking Thuy to the bustop until Mr Woods, that newbie fuckin' creepy motherfuckin' tryhard cockhead carpetmunching nazi, walks next to us being all nice and whatever while telling us off for not having our blazers. I mean, that's not normal. Just tell us outright like any other teacher would. Don't try to be friendly while giving us lunchtime detention you motherfuck.
"I'm serious girls! C'mon, do it"
"What the fuck? Do what?"
"Put your blazers on!"
Ok first of all, we didn't know what the fuck he was on about. And then he started asking for our names and this is what happened with Thuy and I:
"What's your name?
"Uh, my name's Thuy."
"Do you have your blazer?"
"No."
"What's your name?"
"I just told you, it's Thuy"
Dumb fuck, at least try to listen. And then he was like:
"You girls know you're up for yard-duty right...?"
"Yeah so?"
"But it's tedious don'tcha thinkkk?"
(Silence) "WHO CARES."
LOL.
So after, Thuy stopped at her stop while Thea and I went to Watergay's to buy her phone and lay-by some good shit.
Omg, bringing up that whole Mr Woods thing just ruined my happy mood. Thanks a-fuckin'-lot sir!
Song of the night:
A Dustland Fairytale by The Killers
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