Pissed Off.

You can never be too pissed off. Unfortunately, I've reached the top of my 'pissed off' scale. I never thought I'd be so pissed off like this, I don't know if this is my fault or his. See, our English Journalism teacher told us that we have to make an autobiography in news story form; being the good student I was, did it (It has to be submitted on Friday). I asked one of my classmates how to do it (he didn't lecture us on this thingy), one of them told me that that homework was due next week because that evil teacher hasn't discussed it yet. When I read that, I was this close (pointer and thumb nearly touching) to throwing my computer out the window and thrashing everywhere.

So I was thinking, maybe it was my fault for not listening. I was too busy day dreaming about him. Kidding kidding. Being the stubborn person I also am, didn't believe what I thought. It was his fault not mine! I choose to believe that hypothesis. Argh. I hate my English Journalism class, I thought it was going to be fun. Big NO! It's all about dicuss this, discuss that; read this, read that. I want to get to the part where we write news and take pictures and whatever.

Whatever happened to the 'it's journalism, all you gotta do is write and publish.'? During that class, I want to fall asleep but I can't!! Damn. Haven't you noticed all I write in my entries are about my hatred towards people, things, the world? Well, I haven't found anything good yet. Ooops. I did. BOYS!

I'm going to stuff myself with food. So long sweet summer!

This is probably the shortest one I've ever written. Why? Too bored and exhausted to think of a topic :)