Term break is just a fucking excuse for teacher to unleash their brutal and calculated ways of both physical and mental torture on us. Excessive homework on a fucking short break. Those fucking bitches. God, would I love to thrust a sharpened pencil right up their assholes. Anyway, term break is coming to an end, literally, and I haven't fucking started on any of the homework yet. Well, guess I'll just stay home on Monday, or even Tuesday and work my ass off trying to make up with the few days I was in Canada, too occupied to do my homework.
Fuck man. Had four interviews. I'm very grateful of my mom to have cancelled the last one on Friday. Don't feel like being crammed in a car for two whole hours just to get there. I'm not really up for anymore fucked up wildness. Well, not exactly. It's just a rural school. Anyway I fucking hate it in Hong Kong and wish the schools in Toronto would accept me just right this fucking minute. I don't want to have to cope with the teachers in school, putting up with my best act just to secure a B, not even a B, more like a passing grade. Argh I have to lay low for one semester. The teachers are going to have a hard time after mid-term. I'll plot whatever juices are left on my evil mind back on those teachers. Trashing the bathroom stalls seems like an excellent idea. Or maybe getting a tattoo imprinted on my arm that says Bite Me would do fine as well. Just want to leave this fucking school as soon as possible.
Just finished the Mortal Instruments series. The book rocks my ass, but Clary suckass. Really wanted to shoot her in the head. I nearly tore my book in half because she's just a pain.