HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU,SOH WYNN!Sorry if you found the gift I gave you was, erm... inane. I'm not good at gifts. Anyway, congratulations on... being 17. Okay, that sounded a tad incongruous. Sorry, for the rare few occasions of my life, I'm stumped on what to say.
Okay, well not much happened in the past 10 days... It had been kinda boring.
Oh yeah, it was Chinese New Year. Not going to reveal how much I got in total, but I was left with only $652 after paying my mom what I owe her and depositing an unspecified amount into my bank account. It's not even enough to buy myself a bag.
School has been unproductive and boring. The English teacher yammers rubbish all the time, chemistry teacher puts a sleeping spell on us whenever he comes in and the physics teacher is absolutely impossible to understand. Although math as usual, was fecund. But joining math was geography & social studies. Which are incredibly interesting and easy this year. Haven't had accounts for the whole week. What a relief.
And the two choir instructors, they're fucking irritating. I just simply can't put up with them! They're really getting on my nerves. Especially that fucking douchebag, Fabian. He's totally craven. He always indirectly insult people and always covets being the good guy. Want to be the bad guy? Do it openly then, bastard!
That's all folks!
Ciao!