So I finally decided to get my lazy arse moving and start on my holiday homework. Unsurpirsingly, English was the first to go.
I think the worksheets are jinxed for picture discussion. Whoever who lives up there really doesn't like me.
It's unfair how the even number pictures are more interesting than the odd numbered pictures!
PREPOSTEROUS. UTTER BLASPHEMY I TELL YOU. THERE MUST BE A CONSPIRACY.
A conspiracy to ensure than piteous moi will get a lower grade for English due to the fact the my pictures are all sucky. *sulks insolently like a brat*
This may be completely irrelevant but my nail harderner keeps peeling off. What, may I ask, is the
point of applying nail hardener on nails to make them hard if the goddamn hardener just peels off like an...er...flaccid penis?
Okay, been spending a bit too much time around bio. Never mind that the above sentence is grammatically wrong. And my nail just broke in the shower for the 5th hundredth time, not that I counted! What is the point of applying nail hardener to nails that will entangle in your hair and then fall down and look like dandruff? NOT COOL MAN. At least the stupid things can wait until I am done with my shower until it breaks/splits/whatever!
Yes, I know I sound vain and annoying right now, but have you ever been disturbed in the middle of scrubbing your hair by the uncomfortable pull of a split nail on a hair near your scalp. IT IS MIGHTY UNCOMFORTABLE AND I DON'T LIKE IT.
*audience backs away, waving hands in front of mad authoress futilely, saying 'geez, we get it, we get it.*
Anyone who disagrees with me will wash my rebonded hair for me. And god, those chemicals stink.
