1. I loathe english...hate isn't even a strong enough word
2. PEOPLE WHO HANG UP ON OTHER PEOPLE ARE MEAN :)
3. I don't understand how people can straighten their hair everyday. I tried for a week and I already cbb. Back to the messy, unpredictable half-curls :(
4. I'm turning into a rebel :O
Ok that was four things.
Showing posts with label English. Show all posts
Showing posts with label English. Show all posts
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Monday, April 21, 2008
How Do I Hate Thee? Let Me Count The Ways
My dear friend English;
How do I hate thee? Let me count the ways.
I hate thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach.
- More than spiders, snakes and the ever disgusting leech.
I hate the way you make me sit there
- Knowing nothing, playing with my hair.
I hate how you have no finite answer
- No right, no wrong, is it because I'm a dancer?
I hate how you take up all of my time
- Writing rubbish when I think that I'm doing fine.
I hate thee and thy metalanguage
- They make me want to ingest a fridge.
I hate how you're the only subject that ever gives me A's
- That's asian fail you know, and haunts me for days.
I hate thee for making me speak in public
- And no, Australia should not become a republic.
I hate how you made me concentrate for three hours
- Yes actually I would rather be skipping around flowers.
I hate thee for all of thy six sacs
- Only half done, oh cut me some slack(s).
I hate thee and thy language analysis
- Three articles?! Plain mental is your diagnosis.
I hate thee for making me pen you a poem
- Don't you know I could be studying the fascinating phloem?
I hate thee and thine Look Both Ways
- Quotes in my head and nightmares for days!
I hate thee for my poor sac mark, oh how thy dares
- Let Meryl eat Nick for all I care
I hate thee for my too small vocabulary
- Oh how I wish I was a fairy, or is it faery?
I hate thee for thy strange spelling, see,
- Why is it 'i' before 'e' but not after 'c'?
I hate thee for demanding to be in my top four
- This should be illegal! Change the damn law!
I hate how you mark me down for structure
- Intro, conclusion? My hand has a fracture.
I hate thee and thy lengthy, hand-hurting, notes
- They will be burnt or drowned or eaten by goats!
I hate thee for making my brain have a dent
- Although I guess I should thank you, I needed to vent
I hate thee and thy mind consuming ways
- My hatred will not end, not at death, on my last day
Just mark my words, I will have my revenge
- MY SANITY WILL BE ONE DAY AVENGED!!!
With love, Julia
How do I hate thee? Let me count the ways.
I hate thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach.
- More than spiders, snakes and the ever disgusting leech.
I hate the way you make me sit there
- Knowing nothing, playing with my hair.
I hate how you have no finite answer
- No right, no wrong, is it because I'm a dancer?
I hate how you take up all of my time
- Writing rubbish when I think that I'm doing fine.
I hate thee and thy metalanguage
- They make me want to ingest a fridge.
I hate how you're the only subject that ever gives me A's
- That's asian fail you know, and haunts me for days.
I hate thee for making me speak in public
- And no, Australia should not become a republic.
I hate how you made me concentrate for three hours
- Yes actually I would rather be skipping around flowers.
I hate thee for all of thy six sacs
- Only half done, oh cut me some slack(s).
I hate thee and thy language analysis
- Three articles?! Plain mental is your diagnosis.
I hate thee for making me pen you a poem
- Don't you know I could be studying the fascinating phloem?
I hate thee and thine Look Both Ways
- Quotes in my head and nightmares for days!
I hate thee for my poor sac mark, oh how thy dares
- Let Meryl eat Nick for all I care
I hate thee for my too small vocabulary
- Oh how I wish I was a fairy, or is it faery?
I hate thee for thy strange spelling, see,
- Why is it 'i' before 'e' but not after 'c'?
I hate thee for demanding to be in my top four
- This should be illegal! Change the damn law!
I hate how you mark me down for structure
- Intro, conclusion? My hand has a fracture.
I hate thee and thy lengthy, hand-hurting, notes
- They will be burnt or drowned or eaten by goats!
I hate thee for making my brain have a dent
- Although I guess I should thank you, I needed to vent
I hate thee and thy mind consuming ways
- My hatred will not end, not at death, on my last day
Just mark my words, I will have my revenge
- MY SANITY WILL BE ONE DAY AVENGED!!!
With love, Julia
Sunday, April 20, 2008
I Hate Mondays
No actually I don't hate mondays. I hate mondays with english sacs. Have I said lately how much I hate english? Well. I'll say it again. I hate english.
That is all all I have to say.
Actually no it's not. I feel like writing some more.
Friendships are fickle things aren't they? They come, they go, they get stronger, they get weaker, sometimes without you even noticing at all. It just seems strange how quickly things can change. How do you know when to let go of things or keep trying? I dunno. Seems like a lot of groups are having friendship difficulties.
Ange came first at states today. So she'll be competing at nationals next month in Vodaphone Arena. I used to think it'd suck to have a famous or successful sister...but I can't wait. YOU BETTER GO TO THE OLYMPICS OR I'LL
...never help you with math again?
I thought I'd end with a short statement. I hate english.
Love, Julia
That is all all I have to say.
Actually no it's not. I feel like writing some more.
Friendships are fickle things aren't they? They come, they go, they get stronger, they get weaker, sometimes without you even noticing at all. It just seems strange how quickly things can change. How do you know when to let go of things or keep trying? I dunno. Seems like a lot of groups are having friendship difficulties.
Ange came first at states today. So she'll be competing at nationals next month in Vodaphone Arena. I used to think it'd suck to have a famous or successful sister...but I can't wait. YOU BETTER GO TO THE OLYMPICS OR I'LL
...never help you with math again?
I thought I'd end with a short statement. I hate english.
Love, Julia
P.S
HAHA I just realised. Those are Preeta's initials. Quite appropriate since I stole this picture from her. 

Ah. The PLC class of '08. I love these people. They give me warm and fuzzy feelings.
Thursday, April 17, 2008
I Hate English
I really do. It's going to drag my enter down so much grr... argheajkfajdlkadf. I hate english. WHY IS IT COMPULSARY?! So. Unfair. As if they don't make math compulsary. English sac on Monday. Going. To. Fail.
And as if sports day is compulsary.
Ok enough whinging. I got 95% on both methods and special sacs :)
I should go do some english prac sacs. I know I need to. But I don't want to. So I won't. Then I'll do badly on the sac. Then I'll whinge some more. It's a vicious cycle.
Love, Julia
And as if sports day is compulsary.
Ok enough whinging. I got 95% on both methods and special sacs :)
I should go do some english prac sacs. I know I need to. But I don't want to. So I won't. Then I'll do badly on the sac. Then I'll whinge some more. It's a vicious cycle.
Love, Julia
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