Tuesday, February 06, 2007

aggravated

ugh.

sorry mo, but this may apply to you...

we got our marks back today for our exams and report cards and i hated my marks. i was so frustrated at my stupid piano teacher and surprisingly, my wc teacher. piano teacher... well, i've always hated him. but my wc teacher? he's so.... biased. in the sense that if he doesn't like your style, he gives you a low mark.

i'm really really really irritated and annoyed at people who are complaining about their marks even when it's not even bad. i had this one girl who came up to me and told me that she's really upset cuz she got ONLY a -97- in music and not -99-. if she was like that, i should be bawling me arse off. so freaking annoying.

and then there was this other girl who got 86 for bio. dude, that's a decent mark okay? wth, half the class pratically failed (i ended up with a 72) and she's complaining about her 86. it's the THIRD HIGHEST MARK FOR CRYING OUT LOUD. the highest was 89. why are these people complaining.

then i pass the hall and this gr. 11 girl was crying so much because she got a 94 for music. i really can't pity them. honestly, it makes me bloody angry. i look at my marks, marks i WORKED HARD FOR (except bio, but i don't need it) and i'm not satisfied (cuz they suck). what are they crying about???? AND IT'S NOT EVEN GR 12.

i'm so fed up. i'm just gonna bury myself in this game i started playing and sulk. i'm gonna explode if i think more about this.

i'm gonna have to work really hard for those 90's i'm gonna need to pull up my avg. and no, it's not cuz "it's low and i don't like it so therefore i'm pulling it up". it's cuz i really have to.

smart people can be really stupid sometimes, ironically.

the butterflies played at 1:39 p.m.
-:-people in the crowd set 5 of them free

i'm the butterfly catcher

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my butterfly catching days


the blissful sounds of the world


    • -:- Do You Know - Enrique Iglesias

    Do you know
    Do you know
    Do you know

    Do you know what it feels like
    loving someone
    that’s in a rush to throw you away
    Do you know what it feels like
    to be the last one
    to know the lock on the door has changed

    If birds flying south's a sign of changes
    At least you can predict this every year
    Love, you never know the minute it ends suddenly
    I can’t get it to speak
    Maybe finding all the things it took to save us
    I could fix the pain that bleeds inside of me
    Look in your eyes to see there's something about me
    I’m standing on the edge
    and I don’t know what else to give

    Do you know what it feels like
    loving someone
    that’s in a rush to throw you away
    Do you know what it feels like
    to be the last one
    to know the lock on the door has changed

    How can I love you How can I love you
    How can I love you How can I love you
    If you just don’t talk to me, babe

    I flow through my act
    The question is she needed
    And decide all the man I can ever be
    Looking at the last 3 years like I did,
    I could never see us ending like this
    Seeing your face no more on my pillow
    Is a scene that’s never happened to me
    But after this episode I don’t see,
    you could never tell the next thing life could be

    Do you know what it feels like
    loving someone
    that’s in a rush to throw you away.
    Do you know what it feels like
    to be the last one
    to know the lock on the door has changed.

    Do you know what it feels like
    loving someone
    that’s in a rush to throw you away.
    Do you know what it feels like
    to be the last one
    to know the lock on the door has changed.

    Do you know,
    Do you know,
    Do you know,

    Do you know what it feels like
    loving someone
    that’s in a rush to throw you away
    Do you know what it feels like
    to be the last one
    to know the lock on the door has changed