*unutterable curses*
Sep. 24th, 2003 07:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tammaiyaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH. I HATE ASSESSMENT. I HATE ASSESSMENT BAD. *cries*
It's just ENDLESS. Two days to go, I'm all alone, and I'm spending my evening STUDYING and re-writing my effin' letter to Baz from Shakespeare! &*(@#%Y*(TU*()*U)(@!$U*)(TW%#)&(@&*)!(
My mum isn't even HERE, and she still makes me want to scream! Does any one else find it disturbing that she's dwelling on the point about Mercutio being gay more than *I* am? Because I certainly do.
Mari is STILL sick, and Victoria is obviously still in Russia, so it's all very depressing.
History Document Study was the epitome of all evil, and not only that, it wiped out my only free. I think I failed it. Le sigh. Hopefully the Japanese listening thingo went much better.
I'm on the Thursday of the second week for my english oral. Thank god.
Oh, and... One mark off a medal. Closest I've ever been to winning something throughout my entire life. I can't decide whether the appropriate response is to rejoice or to cry. I'm inclined to cry, sadly.
First time I've updated this in god knows how long, and it's all short and about assessment, bah.
Must remember to draw dance costume for Ms Edwards. It is hot pink. I will look like a tomato. Argh argh buggrit.
Back to work.
It's just ENDLESS. Two days to go, I'm all alone, and I'm spending my evening STUDYING and re-writing my effin' letter to Baz from Shakespeare! &*(@#%Y*(TU*()*U)(@!$U*)(TW%#)&(@&*)!(
My mum isn't even HERE, and she still makes me want to scream! Does any one else find it disturbing that she's dwelling on the point about Mercutio being gay more than *I* am? Because I certainly do.
Mari is STILL sick, and Victoria is obviously still in Russia, so it's all very depressing.
History Document Study was the epitome of all evil, and not only that, it wiped out my only free. I think I failed it. Le sigh. Hopefully the Japanese listening thingo went much better.
I'm on the Thursday of the second week for my english oral. Thank god.
Oh, and... One mark off a medal. Closest I've ever been to winning something throughout my entire life. I can't decide whether the appropriate response is to rejoice or to cry. I'm inclined to cry, sadly.
First time I've updated this in god knows how long, and it's all short and about assessment, bah.
Must remember to draw dance costume for Ms Edwards. It is hot pink. I will look like a tomato. Argh argh buggrit.
Back to work.
