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And it's maths in particular, right? The one class you can't make up marks for with assessments. This is why I love going to a selective private school.

/\ [bleep]. See, I can use it. < Doesn't want to finish high school. V Already has finished.

Pro: They can be pretty funny sometimes, and help with picturing things. Con: Having to search for them and analyse them in English. Music.

Yeah. I've heard about your crappy teachers. That really sucks, having to put in so much extra effort because you have a teacher incapable of answering simple questions. Or explaining things without messing them up.

Eragon. So horrible. How do you like your eggs? Any way is fine with me, just thoroughly cooked, no runny yolk or anything.

I have two weeks of exams starting next week, then after that holidays. Exams straight after holidays would suck. I'm looking forward to not having to think about anything school related at all.

Alright. I'm on my own at home a lot now which I don't mind too much. The load of schoolwork is getting crazy though. How about you?

I am no kid. I AM A MAN.

I shall try some more lucid dreaming tonight, since it seems to be all the rage.

Colour schemes not matching? Well aren't you artsy!

Does Dax not have an avatar anymore? Or is it just not working for me?

The Russian wall crumbles from the pressure. 61 HP.

Pro: So much funny/helpful/insightful content, and a great insight to the human mind. Con: It's impossible to ever see it all. Dreaming.

School. :sad: Do you own a dictionary? For some reason, we have five.

American Beauty? ...or just Tarzan?

*ignores above comment* Rainbows. Jenkins.

*looks at Tyler's profile* *looks at Halo's profile* *leaves the two of you in privacy*

I know. I'm ashamed of myself too.

It was only very recently that I found out that people call children "little tykes". I always thought they were saying "little [bleep]". (bleep = rhyming word, beginning with d as I know you're all smart enough to realise) Everything makes more sense now.

SWEET DREAMS.

yfw she's a he.

A fly carrying a tiny chainsaw, I believe. And double HNNNNNNNG.

I was distracted by a strange buzzing noise.

But it's only 11 on a Saturday night.

:3