Anyway, felt like talking a bit about English.
used to hate it a lot, and not give a damn 'bout it, but well, now I like it a lot. Basically it's cause of my English teacher.
Okay, not trying to suck him up or something, but seriously. I think he's a very nice teacher. Even though the class isn't really disciplined and gets noisy and he doesn't really mind, I still enjoy his lessons a LOT. It's because of this that I have the tendancy to give him my blog address. That I really never gave anyone to.
I always thought of him as a friend, and stuff, even though we met for just a few weeks. He's my favorite teacher and he makes English quite interesting. He shares quite a good amount of stuff with us and I could see that he's quite passionate about English, and I like the way his passion for english teaching burns in him and his attitude towards us.
I've heard that secondary 2s often drop their marks in english, but I guess I'll try hard not to get a low mark for english... :\
Anyway enough of english. I hate to talk about subjects too long. OwO
You know... I FRIGGIN' MISS MUH TABLET. THANKS TO THAT BROTHER OF MINE, CONGRADULATIONS, MY WHOLE WIRE WAS PLUGGED OUT AND IT WAS LOST. AND THEN MY WHOLE TABLET WENT MISSING AFTER THAT.
I was pissed off, but I'll live through somehow, if I can just animate using a mouse... !@#$%^&*(&%^$#
*sigh*... Oh well. Time to scan the pictures.
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Oh yeah. Realise that I always update at around 8 or 9, cus I actually have a lot of stuff to say, so I'm trying to wait for an idea to come out before I blog or sumthin'.
... Boo hoo... T^T... my tablet... T^T I really regret not using it much and NOW EVERYTHING GETS MESSED UP... T_T...
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*sigh* I REALLY wanna animate...
Anyway, NO FANFIC TODAY, cus I know that I suck at writing and had no ideas, so yeah.
Though I originally wanted to write a fanfic about the manga Rave Master. :\...
I feel really bad, I feel that my maturity is preventing my imagination from progressing. I can't bear to let go of that imagination and therefore despised my maturity.
... not that I wanted to be mature anyway. BAH!
Okay, i guess I'll stop. My brother came back and my mood turned black.
AND I'M NOT EMO, PEOPLE. STOP IT.
