busy keeping up with the fast-paced yesterday, today and tomorrow. inactive online because of the other wonders of internet prone to sickness, physically, mentally and virtually.
It had been an outrageous day, i mean, how bad could it all have gotten aye? For starters, school was turning out alright, it all came after school. I was hyped up for art, to finish the painting for the second face. Asked NJ to ring that woman up to confirm if the art room is opened, that woman informed naja that the art room's not opened today, and then hung up on naja. Ohmy, mouth started blabbering on how unjustly she is. I mean, honestly, how could she take things personal? She's a teacher for god's sake, if she's got attitude, don't we all? I headed home. Sat at home, supposedly study for social studies, yet ended up strumming for hours. Along came the soccer thingy on Ch5. I have no notion of why they put their best in kicking balls, and yes, i was forced to watched CNA, it was quite alright, the news, and than this show called Business Concierge, and the news again, acted out by a different reporter but the same news! Ohmy, i thought, i felt like crusifying someone to let this petulant out. To make things way more dramatic and undesireble, someone toggled with the photoshop, and it seems to be malfunctioning. Photoshop was what i was looking forward to this slow day. Seemingly that the day had me tricked.