FARK! i hate this. i hate it all... ive had the worst week since i dont even know how long.
first thing on monday morning, yay maths marks, a FREAKING 58% on a 2UNIT MATHS PAPER.
i mean how freaking stupid do i have to get. its a 2 unit paper and i hardly passed. yeah its year 11 and no one gives a crap about it. but my rents WILL kill me. than the day goes on with nothing good happening, only worse crap
tuesday i get more results back yay fail even more subjects.
by the end of the week ive gotten english maths 2 and 3unit, economics, business and chemistry.
english yay 14,14,18 in 3 essays so freaking bad. 14 out of 20 is so crap i wanna shootmyself..
maths, ive already talked about the 2unit mark, but the 3unit mark, hurray 38% even FKING shitter! i should crawl into a hole and die, like what sylvia plath tried to do, wonder how many sleeping tablets before i dont wake up again.
economics, the one subject was hoping to do decent in, i got 69% yeah i feel so crap.
even worse was fking coming 2nd last in my business class. the ONLY business class. just wonderful, 66% yay.
chemistry i knew i was going to fail anyway. and im dropping it. i got 29 out of 60 hurray for less than 50%...
i am going to die. my dad will probably take out some freaking knife and stab me repeatedly until i die. may not be that bad actually, well if i die fast.
friday night.... formal was a waste of time, pay $80 to go to some place and feel shit, lonely, and out of place. yeah i whine alot, i know im just that sad and have no life. than went to our church sleepover late, cause of the stupid semiformal, i should have stayed home that day. formal sucked, than sleepover, i spent the entire time, walking from one room to the other avoiding having to see my ex chatting with my friend who has a girlfriend already , lots of fun.
oh and in between the odd times when i went outside to try and avoid everything happening.
rinse and repeat for the rest of the night and the morning after. excellent fun.
saturday. i did nothing part from sit at home.
today, ohh today how fun.
went to some random uncles house for lunch. got raged at by dad, death glared and than threatened because my BROTHER stole something of mine and i took it back. he starts crying, my dad walks in, threatens me. and makes me give MY thing to my brother because he just tried to fking steal it from me. drive home sucked. sister driving, dad raging at her. if i have to endure my dad teaching me how to drive. i will just not drive and fking take public transport everywhere.
get home, more raging by my dad, threatened to be beaten more, than my dad finds every single fking excuse to put me down, asif i dont already know that im a piece of shit. it just hurts that bit more when the people who are supposed to love you. who are genetically biologically engineered to love you, dont. than mum comes in, cant take a bit of sarcasm because of my fking shit mood, rages and gives me a lecture.
yeah my week was fking sick. hated every moment of it. and yes im an attention seeking homo which is why im posting all this up here. so yeah. kill me now.