how did it come to this?
today completely sucked. fucking poem was indecipherable. and i was halfway through it before i realised. i mean, look at it!!!. bound and stark? sounding like some fuckin low grade porno. and how am i supposed to talk about the trees in the 1st 2 stanzas when there are no trees to talk about?!
practical was worse. bungled up so bad. made a complete mess( and fool) out of myself. forgot to check to friggin' crocodile clip which ended up with potassium manganate spraying all over my bench. my hands were shaking so damn bad, im shocked i aint takin no drugs. almost broke the damn cylinder. cant draw a straight line with my points. and i cant just fucking get the right amount into my flask. ive always prided myself on my quick and efficient practicals. look what i have done now.
lunch wasnt that good either. nobody ever fuckin listens. wonder why i still bother really. was royally pissed at yeeleng. guess itz just my mood, but i cant fucking stand her today. so sue me.
