hi people, i'm just updating the blog. it's really dead. like me. i'm totally suffering in this second term. stupid homework. and stupid tests. i'm like: nearly failing each test. except for bio. i got 23. I'M GONNA FAIL MY PHYSICS MODULAR EXAM. my gosh! i did seriously badly for my physics test!!!!!!!!! i mean, i just don't get what my teacher is saying. he's kind of like a bullet mouth. he shoots all his words out at like 500 miles a second. and GEOGRAPHY. I HAVE ANOTHER TEST THIS THURSDAY. AND THIS TIME I SHALL FAIL. i mean, my teacher doesn't talk. not at all. she DRONES. and she tells us to try not to space out. imagine! almost half the class is spacing out during her class. including me. i try to pay attention, but it is NOT easy. at least i try. don't get me wrong, i LOVE school. really. it's just the lessons i hate. and the everlasting homework.
i had to slap myself today. because of the stupid careless mistakes i made in physics. so i slapped myself twice. on one cheek. should've slapped both. *slaps other cheek*
hey. at least i'm not emo (that IS what it's called, right?). like those mad people who slash themselves. just so they "won't think about the emotional problems". i mean, hello. wake up call. SLASHING YOURSELF IS NOT GOING TO HELP. you're just killing yourself. and if you don't end up dead, you get an extremely ugly scar on your wrist for the rest of your life. and it's not just the scar. reality check. it hurts. HURTS. take note of that big fat red word. it's important. so, 6C'06 people. i really hope that when we all meet up about 3 years from now, you won't have scars. unless they're from falling over or something. that's okay. i fall over all the time. and i trip at least 5 times a day. it's embarrassing 'cause there's usually someone walking behind me. and my shoes go *squeak* and i stumble.
okay, i think i've said enough. everything leads to something else and if i'm not careful, i'll end up writing another 5 paragraphs. byee!!!!!

~steph =D

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