God, even though i dint get back my math test result yet, but rach just sent a chill down my spine. i think i might get a single digit. ah fuck miss tay's tough paper. i wish this would happen.
miss tay: here's your fuckin' paper. look how fuckin' bad you got?
me: whoa! chill the fuck out, bitch.
miss tay: no! i won't calm down! i'll be as irrational and whiny as i want to be and throw a temper-tantrum like a two year old rather than talking like a rational adult! RArararararar!
me: that's it. *punches miss tay*
miss tay: fuck that, bitch, fuck that.
*pulls pants down*
class: nigga, GODDAMN!
me: nuts on yo' face, bitch. nuts on yo' motherfucking face.
WHOO. i so wished that happened. yeah. you can feel it man.
i cut my hair really short today. got caught by mr kang again. bah. it's always like that. <.< 
     