Yep - until 2:50. Then I go home and shout "FUCK YOU" to my school.
Well, my writing is back where it should be. The fight scene has been re-written (cause for more TT.TT because it isn't as good as the first one), the comp has yet to totally delete everything on the file, my iPod is still in my possession, and Halloween is around the corner.
You wanna hear something funny? I just bought this wiked arm-warmers (because it's cold in this school and I don't have a hoodie), and they have the bones of the arm on the back. So, I wore these in Anatomy class, and someone brought up my arm-warmers and the practical in the same sentence.
My Anatomy teacher told me that not ONLY can I not wear them to the practical (because i might cheat!! (?)), I'm not allowed to wear them at school.
BUT THE HOUR BEFORE, I WORE THESE IN FRONT OF THE GODDAMN PRINCIPAL AND SHE SAID NOTHING.
Funny, huh?
I'm rocking out to the goodness that is MCR because the other girls in my glass are blasting out some funky rap shit. I asked them to do me a solid and at LEAST play something good, but I don't see that happening.
Well, since I know where's all busy as hell (guess where i got THAT from!), I am to be going - I have a practical to study for.
~Jink the *sigh* studious (only so she can get OUT of this hellhole!!!!!!)





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