Scratch… YOUR FACE!

According to my professor,
civilizations start from scratch.

THE HELL I CARE???????!!!!!!!

Oh I just hate all the damn
things about history! Crap! I mean, helloooo?!! I’m not high school anymore!
Would I be successful in my future career if I know whom Hatshepsut is? Or if I
know how the weather affected their civilization? Or if GL’s height, if you
turn it up-side down, is equal to the pyramid? Or if there is a similarity
between a KETTLE and a CATTLE? NO! NO! NO!

Be fair! As if we learned?!

Back to Earth.

Cheering practice ended around 15
minutes to 10PM, so that means I’m so, so, so tired. Though we haven’t shaken
our muscles ultimately, I still feel exhausted. Maybe because I was sick a
couple of days ago.

Tomorrow, hopefully, our
postponed DJ-ing would be resumed. I’m itching to do my part! Lol!

I think I should sleep now.

This night’s actually a bad night
for me.

Because of
she-who-must-not-be-named… and yOU!!! Amfff!!!!

Can’t help but remember my old
professor’s line:

“…if I would see her, I’ll
SCRATCH her face…”

Amfff!!!!