Trying out a new writing style.

There were, like, a few things I learned today while going to the toilet (OMFG WOW):

• Teachers like to gossip damn fucking lot.
• The toilet 'graffiti' (serious sad cases [they use MARKERS wtfbbqlolfcknsht]; they should go pro with spray paint) is a fucking gut-buster. Oh the hilarity. 'K.A.M.I X SUKA MIL'. Mil what? Milk? Huh? SPELL THE NAME RIGHT if you wanna diss; better yet, go face to face, AND WTF IS WITH THE DOT BETWEEN THE KAMI OMFG LOLOLOLOLROFLLMAO
  
• People don't actually notice if you carry your phone in your pocket these days.
• Norbaithora's (Fizik Teachur) butt is giga-absolufucking-humongous. (No offense. But. Like. Srsly.)

Yes. And I think I have a slight cold. Argh. Exams are okay. I think I'll do okay in Chem and BM. Mathematics: Rocks shitass. 8D The amount of time given is exactly what I wanted (I like not waiting for the time to pass.)

In other news pertaining to the Ye Olde Examinationse, I don't know why but I have a slight urge to seriously do some damage to these people who like have a major spazzfest when they KNOW they've done well like for example EXHIBIT A:

'OMFG I'M GONNA FAIL MY -INSERTSUBJECTHERE- EVEN THOUGH I DID ALL THE QUESTIONS AND YEAH I DID THE CORRECT EXPERIMUNT AND I'M SO TOTALLY GONNA GET STRAIGHT AAAAAs'.

I mean, look. If you wanna go have a spazzfest over some shit that's not gonna happen, wing it to the other side of the room and swipe the wall with your drool while you're at it. The spit coming out from your mouth has to be good for something else other than causing the extinction of my facial cells from your acidic saliva.

Bottomline. Stop. Ranting about it, thank you, or take it to another hapless kid with a face made out of non-corrosive steel.

(No, I'm not talking about you Piwa 8D)

I cough. I go nao.

Labels: blather, exams, rant, wtf