I hate school.
I really hate it.
I really hate the teachers in it (of course the sheep, who else?)
I have an ominous premotion of tomorrow, for no reason at all. Last night when I discovered that my detailed geog mindmap mysteriously DISAPPEARED (as a file on my comp) I felt the urge to burst into tears like a helpless girl. I knew tears won't do much good, so I re-did it based on the concept map at the back of the chapter. I decorated the map and stuff, so if the teacher asks me, I'll say that the concept map on my computer is wayy too big, and squeezing it on an A4 size paper ain't exactly an ingenious idea.
At least I managed to do something. It doesn't matter what the teacher thinks of me: I have managed to improvise on the spot and come out with an alternative. I alse learnt to back-up my files properly and organise them.
Anyway, I think I'm prepared. I packed all of my textbooks in my bag so I can store them in my locker (shall remember to buy a new lock 'cos I think it dropped out/got stolen some months back). I have conditioned my hair (MWAHAHA I HAVE FOILED THE SPLIT END'S DIABOLICAL PLAN!), shaved and figured out how to tie my hair so I won't look like a madwoman tomorrow (remember the stupid fringe?).
I can't help but think that something is missing...
