I'm dreading school these days. Not because of econ (HAHA) which I enjoyed and surprisingly earned an A for the first midterms. No, it's, let's call him mondayman. Mondayman caused me all the monday blues and wednesday pain. Why? Because I'm stuck in a team with him and although he is enrolled in a more prestigious college, he doesn't freaking know what the hell is an essay and how to build an argument. Excuse me lah for being arrogant (Alex just said that I'm not very nice because I accused L is retarded for licking acrylic paint, am I wrong?) but seriously, I don't have time to spell check his work, to find the proper references for him, build his point of arguments and basically, DO HIS WORK.

I can't consult the professor for you, MONDAYMAN. And YES I'm angry because I'M still being NICE at you after YOU WRECK OUR TEAM PRESENTATION that I and T had worked and practiced so hard for (and remember me, who you as a MAN asked to go over to your place just because you're such a puny pussy to walk under the flurry for the last presentation rehearsal??? Which, must I remind you, that I DID at the end for your sake because I and T have had all well prepared days ago????). Well you can say that you're slow for an excuse, and you have supplemental form to fill, and you have 2 essays to finish. Is that an excuse to INSTRUCT me to go and see the professor while I have no business nor do I ever wish to have any business with! Hello, my club activities alone put your so called business to shame.

GROW THE EFF UP. ROAR. I SHOULD STOP BEING SO POLITICALLY ASTUTE AND BITCH IN BLOG. SUCH A HYPOCRITE. ...