Friday! Oh fair Friday!

If you look at Fridays logically, they are pretty much what I would call... POINTLESS. Why is that, you ask? Well, as established previously, English is THE most ANNOYING and USELESS subject in my gay-ass schedule and if I missed a whole chunk of the "work", it would do ABSOLUTELY NOTHING to my grade, work or even will to be there. Art is the only reason I turn up on Fridays. And also the fact I'm too chicken to wag. But anyway, is the only mildly enjoyable subject in my syupid-bum year 10 schooling experience lined up for me by Mrs McDonald. Oh, thank you Mrs McDonald. Thank you sop very much for putting me in no classes with my friends and refusing to rescue me from graphics. Thank you for completley contradicting what Mr. Blackshaw said on the first day: "This year is about experimenting and bonding with this group even more than you already have." MY ABSOLUTE ASS. The only thing I've bonded with is my desk. And my murderous side.

On Mrs McDonalds insesent need to torture me, our entire year level got their new timetables today at another one of our FANTASTICALLY POINTFULL SENIOR SCHOOL ASSEMBLIES (not.) and, to my unfortunate surprise, there it was. GRAPHICS. Still there. BASHING MY HEAD IN FROM THE INSIDE. I was going to go and ask McDonald what was up with that but, since I was so damn frustrated, all I could think of to say was, "I'm not supposed to be in graphics anymore. I handed in my DAMN GREEN ASS FORM AND IT IS STILL THERE! WHERE THE HELL IS ACCOUNTING?!!! I WENT THROUGH YOUR STUPID PROCESS TO GET IT CHANGED, BUT I GUESS THAT NEVER HAPPENED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" and if I did say that she would probably turn into the hulkette and say something like, "DON'T GET FRESH WITH ME, CHILD!!!!" So I didn't bother. Plus, nearly all my friends from Art bar two have been changed from Miss Perrones class to Mrs Breedens. So, in conclusion, I do believe that Mrs McDonald (if that is her real name) is in cahoots with my mother who both seem to have the strange urge to cause me pain.

So, my little readers (if I even have any. HA!), there is one plus to today. That today is FRIDAY!! Despite the gayness of the day, there is always the weekend, which is thankfully the nexy day, to partay down (okay, me partying down. Like thats gunna happen. he he). So, farwell for another week, my rammes!!!

Disturbingly yours,
Kim.