There's quite a bit on my mind right now, and I'm pretty certain that I'll forget about some of the stuff I'd wanted to say.
First off, GERARD WAY IS FREAKIN' AWESOME. I wish I had his looks.
I might just go ahead and get myself a red tie just like his.
Secondly, my voice's a little off. I screamed too much from singing MCR songs.
MCR is the shit!
Black is the kiss, the touch of the serpent son
It ain't the mark or the scar that makes you one
Love is the red the rose on your coffin door
What's life like, bleeding on the floor
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Chess.
Well, lamentably, it's apparent that my chinese chess aptitude exceeds that of my Intern-chess's.
I definitely love Intern-chess much more, so I guess it's pretty lame.
Reading up on tactics doesn't seem to help much (either that or I just havent read or understood enough to utilize the skills).
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Now on to... school matters (*DREADS*).
Well if it's about how I fared for my CA, I shall make it simple to you.
I freaking screwed it, hell yeah.
I messed up my trial balance and my balance sheet was practically left blank.
This may sound like an excuse to you, but heck I'm saying this for myself, and to myself.
After this incident, I have learned a lesson of utmost importance.
And that is:
TO FREAKING BRING A TIME-TELLING DEVICE OF SOME
SORT BEFORE SITTING FOR THE EXAM.
It has always been in my agenda to keep track of the time when sitting for an exam.
Believe it or not, this is actually the first time I sat for an exam without a watch AND also the very first time I failed to complete a paper.
I never knew it would be of that great a consequence.
Am I sore about screwing this paper up?
I don't freaking know -.-
For one thing, I definitely don't feel very good about it.
I think that's pretty much all I have to say for my CA.
A crushing defeat, that I suffered.
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My actions of late in school are no different from a delinquent, I would say.
Skipping classes, neglecting my homework and refusing to cooperate in any curriculum activities.
I seem to have been acting somewhat chatty these days; that's not very me.
The only reason I can come up with is that I wish not for people to think of me as a person with a cold attitude.
That's probably it.
Maybe I shouldn't really give a penny's worth about what IQF thinks of me.
Or should I?
Though being chatty all the time is hardly my notion of a sophisticated being.
Makes me appear somewhat... like... loudmouths with an empty brain, if you see what I'm saying.
I must be thinking too much.
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And I'm leaving the best bit for the last.
Eh heh.
SHE SAT DIRECTLY IN FRONT OF MY SEAT ON THE BUS TODAY T_T
Whoaaa! Man...
