20 April 2009 1344
" Hey mom, you know the poetry i spent so long doing? the teacher said i copied it from critics, i felt so accused you know, how? ): "
20 April 2009 1346
" Nevermind, your conscience is clear okay, mom knows it."
How hard it was to hold back the tears, and i failed badly.
It really sucks to cry in school. But i didnt let no one see it, so yeah, i dont know how to face the world with puffy eyes.
You can say that i am bad at chinese, and if i were to submit a fluent chinese essay, please doubt me. How could anyone doubt the fact that i am capable of submitting a clear, fluent english analysis, you're definitely insulting me. I know i have the ability to do it.
You put me down with such mean words teacher. How, how could you?
And to think i thought you're sophisticated and all. You're a disappointment.
School's bad everything is fucked up.
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