grah. i'm so annoyed at the argumentative essay! i just don't have the flair to write so nicely and formally, okay? my limited vocabulary restricts me and i can't help it. she didn't even mark properly lo! why can't she go and let us do another argumentative essay on another topic? True Love is a Fallacy?

?!?!?!

i hate how she makes me hate english. have we been through this before? i believe we have. but she just has that effect over us, you know? i always thought it was impossible to be annoyed and irritated by a SINGLE person this much. how wonderful.

i see the red marks on my paper and i see her face starin back at me. oh how i wish i could... nevermind. sigh. i don't want to do argumentative essay! ah freak. might as well get it over and done with. brb.

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HAH.

i'm back, after correcting a few sentence structures and words. i don't care anymore la. i'm so sick of argumentative essays, especially with such a stupid topic.

sigh. when i read some other people's blogs, i marvel at how they can find so many things to blog about. and most of the time, there isn't even a main point. (note: i don't only read blogs of people i know. i do read some other blogs too.) i mean, they can actually dedicate one whole long drony post to defend themselves, to tell others how they are right and so on. it's so tiring after a while. you say you don't care, yet by bothering to defend yourself (and wasting one whole blogpost for nothing), it already shows how much you care.

oh wells, next up is the heritage room composition. i guess this should be considerably easy since the word limit is a mere 500 words. i don't plan on winning anyway. but it's graded, right? -sharp intake of breath- okay. i shall go and shit, then come back and do the compo.

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okay, i'm back from the big business and now i'm totally suffering from writer's block. "Think about its significance in the schools's history and what it means to you as a student"? "Your 500 word creative short story must demonstrate and illustrate its significance, clearly"?

what i had in mind didn't tally with that! oh gosh, now i'll have to go and rethink of another storyidea! what a bother.

sigh. i shall go and brainstorm later. i'm too slack now and i'm short of brainjuice already anyway.

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let's crap. i feel like crapping now and typing a nice, long post. okay, maybe not nice, but still long. :D

oh, you know i think i'm really going to have braces? because my mom keeps asking me when am i going to put on braces nowadays. and when i shrug, she frowns. wow. i use to talk about braces, like it's something i'm going to have in the future and not the near future. suddenly, the future is now and i'm finally going to have braces!

then i can have nice and straight teeth in about 2 years' time!

one problem, though. my mom wants me to go to emily's dad's dental clinic. according to her, since i'm his daughter's good friend, he wouldn't cheat me and maybe treat me better. but as audrey, don't you think that it's so weird going to a dentist and opening your mouth up to your friend's father? it'll be so awkward, right? i mean, dentists are stereotyped to be scary people and all children would dread going to dental clinics. so, if my dentist is going to e emily's dad, wouldn't that leave me with no grounds to hate my dentist? AND, it would be alot worse if her dad goes back home and comments to emily on how bad my teeth are! how grossly gross that is! urgh. i can't make my mind up. ):

oh right. i've given up on the whole (8, smiley faces with eight thing. i find that it's cute, but i'm still too used to my dotdot eyes. the action is just built into me. (: heh.

i had another weird dream yesterday. i really don't know where i get my dreams from. if i told you, you'd give me that disbelieving look, or that look that means that "you're a freak". hello, i actually dreamt of FERGIE stalking me, jacq and emily before! and that wasn't a pleasant dream. just ask emily or jacq. they totally bailed on me and squealed their hearts out.

there goes my hope to type a nice long post. i hafta go eat my lunch now and my brother would be hogging the laptop after that. bahhh.

ohwells. lovelove.