today was fuck.

there's double art tomorrow, so i guess tmrw will be like fuck too.

and my sch day ends fantastically with my wallet empty and me having not enough money to pay for dinner, (found out only when i'm at the front of the line) cuz of paying for maths notes.

next time, find a richer maths rep who could afford it.

shawn, marpin and nash were at the bottom of class w me last time. now they're gone, so i guess i'll be officially at the bottom of every single class now.

surprisingly, casper, of all people, is the only one to notice something's wrong with me. =.= or maybe no one else cares enough to ask.



i hope she gets a urinary tract infection.