last term one.

finishedd.

one term down.
three and a bit to go-
(damn exams/end of year is coming fast)

next prefect meeting, i have a legitimate reason to rage at both students and staff urgh.
didnt know we had to tell scanlon we were setting up in the morning, we're house captains ffs arghhh.
and damn teachers who cut the line and grab half a dozen sausages and buns for "some people".
pisses me off badly.

and youu. -glares-
i love how you always consider us a last resort.
if there's not enough, sure, just fill it up with us.
but im sorry, i do have things to do, and im not just waiting for your whimsical call.
gee thanks, i really appreciate being treated that way.

speechhhh
-practices over and over again-
competition sundayyy -damnit no badminton-
need to cut down from 9mins 15 to 7mins 45 -cries-


shout outs:
- why you so weird one? ahaha
- don't bother asking
- naww such a cute photo LOL.
- drink more water next time (so ironic yeah?)
- IT WASNT ME, BLAME METRO-MAN.

byee.