My life now.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010 / 4:12 PM
1) Tutor: Please tell me something my pet rock couldn't say.

2) Classmate: Oh, you have morals now?

3) Another Classmate: Since when did you have morals? (ON THE SAME FRICKING DAY)

4) Another Classmate: Ahah, she called you Daffy. (FML at this, I say nothing duck-related in school and the damn black thing still comes back and haunts me. Your resting place? My dinner plate.)

5) Yours truly: Hey, you owe me one buck.
Another Classmate: Oh okay. -Takes out a dollar coin and puts it back- Oh this one is shiny, I want to keep it. Hold on.
Yours truly: I want the shiny one! It's better than paying me a dollar's interest!
Another Classmate: Hmmmm, no. -takes out 2 50 cent coins- These are shiny.
Yours truly: They're less shiny.
Another Classmate: Just take it.
Yours truly: Cheapskate.
Classmate (from no. 2): Technically, it's still the same value.
Yours truly: Shut up.

Other happenings:
- My Math teacher is disappointed by my CA score. It wasn't that bad considering I didn't study, so whatever. Actually no, I lost my damn crown. ):
- My Econs teacher wants me to redo my work. I'm writing in Font size 7.5/8 to make her go blind. GO BLIND, YOU HORRID WOMAN.
- Twitter's back.
- I want to watch Mean Girls.

:/

That's all. /Miranda Priestly
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