And so it goes..

wow my own brother just logged off facebook when i asked him something. i feel like shit. haha. oh well..
i have writer's block right now, well not entirely since i'm writing this. i just can't write about fucking don quixote. that fucking book is so fucking stupid. and i think i chose a really shitty topic. i wonder if ms. haina will let me change it.. doubt it. i really suck at analyzing things, i put too much of my own opinion in or what i write about is far form relevant. how is this book even relevant to anything!? she even said herself that the book is hard to read and she's always agreeing that it's a pain in the ass. why would you do something like that? oooh right. because you're a fucking satanist. by making journalism go on a fieldtrip to the maui news it was proven that she is truly a satanist. i almost died of boredom. i honestly thought that a news room would be exciting, but that is not true. or maybe that's just the case of maui news beause it's maui and maui is boring as fuck. that perry guy kept saying that he didn't want to bore us but he droned on for more than half an hour about the stupidest shit. like someone asked a question and he would take forever to get to the point then he'd go on and add things that we didn't want to know. it was seriously the worst field trip of my life. until we got the the printing, that was pretty interesting and the people weren't that boring. the people actually knew what they were talking about unlike the lady who was taking us on the tour. absolute bullshit. just like erin asking "who works here" that was the dumbest question i ever heard. people you idiot! unless you think oompaloompas work there. so fucking stupid. goddddddddddd she was so annoying in song practice. she really has no sense of personal space. she kept fucking hitting my legs and didn't even get the hint when i kneed her. and fucking telling britt and kau to be quiet when they were talking so loud that their voices were fucking echoing in the fucking gym. dumb bitch.
so i probably won't finish my essay.
i probably won't go to school on friday to work on my thematic. but i'll probably work at home. who knows. I do! and it's a no. uuggghhh
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