i think our forum thing is going well, don't you kellynn? gahhhhhh. *is worried* what if it doesn't work?? you all must tell me what you think okayy. i VALUE your opinion. gahhhhhhhhhhh.

fic is good. abit too much snape/hermione, but ah well.

LUCIFER HATES ME. had chinese tuition book on table for whole of ss. was doing it during lunch when she came in and couldn't be bothered to keep it yet. she came round, saw it on my table, with me doing nothing on it and nothing to hide it and my chem work just next to it with my balancing equations notes all over the place (i like balancing equations, but only those i can do. :D) and she told me to keep it. and. i hate doing what lucifer tells me to do. besides, i wasn't doing anything on it. i'm not guilty of not fricking paying attention so i shouldn't have to keep it. so i didn't. even when she passed me the handout and after she walked away. then after the ppt on facism (i am SO gonna fail this topic) she asked me to summarise the ppt in two sentences. i just died. as in, for this kind of thing, i need proper understanding. telling me random names and spewing out words like totalitarian and whatever else - i can't understand that. that's why tkam nearly killed me - i spent ages finding out exactly how the stock market worked and how it could possibly crash. so she asked me with this wonderfully evil and delighted gleam in her eyes that screamed, "AHA! GOTCHA!". i rattled off some crap i remembered from the ppt JUST TO PROVE HER WRONG. HA. I WAS PAYING ATTENTION OKAY. then she asked me for the opposite of totalitarian and i had no clue. so. mumbled some crap. she gave up on me. thank god. GAHH. then she of course wanted our socialism presentation. and. well. it was kinda unfinished. so i told her what little i knew about socialism and qianni presented her advantages and disadvantages so it didn't go as badly as i thought it would. wouldn't it be weird if i like, hated her and she hated me but i still do pretty well in ss? wahahahahhahahahahaha.

MY POOR POOR PENCIL. left it at home today - was therefore pencil deprived. dear aiqing lent me one. got home to find it not where i put it, and without the little cappy thing and the eraser. seeing as it is near impossible for the eraser to come off by accident, i came to the only logical conclusion - the dog ate it. but i left it on the counter which is like what, abit lower than chest height? my dog ain't exactly a saint bernard. i mean, HOW COULD SHE GET THE PENCIL. anyhoo. *is sad over loss of pencil* i use pencil for everything i feel handicapped penciless. sighh.

lit. gahhhh. died. assembly tomr. phys and chi too. OH. math graphs. whoopee. i hate graphs. at least quadratic graphs made sense, was it coord geom? whatever it was, it seemed considerably easier. i mean. i can draw curves - just give me the equation. what i can't draw is those general scenario things like y=k/x^2. i am damn slow at figuring out the answer. SIGH.

*hopes tomorrow will be better than today*