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What fish?
I am fish. Full name Fish Turtle.
I absolutely adore turtles. And fish
Turtles are such cute little things!
Well, only baby turtles.
Saturday, November 07, 2009
plan b.

sometimes i really feel like beating the crap out of myself. why the hell did i hand in tt essay when i knew it was sth i was not proud of and tt the points were superfical and common like shit in the toilet bowl??

when i was rereading the essay, i realise my sentence structures could be changed a little such tt a smokescreen could be provided and the words might pass off for an argument? but bloody shit, i juz had to go n give up on it, when it was actually sth pretty doable for the first time. bloody hell!

how now brown cow. shit. n this mod is filled with those smarty pants. how to score. bloody hell. n to tink i resolved to pull up my gpa this sem. looks like plan a down the drain.

plan b? wait for next sem. i promise to look up stuff in the lib much sooner next sem. come on! be more hardworking! fuck it.

some plan b.