Stupid McCambridges. They know I hate tomato soup. Well, probably anyway, I have been going there for a week after all...
The usual Monday madness at The Bish; double-Biology in the morning, followed closely by religion, or perhaps I should say "Mr. Currie's lame attempts to impress us with photographs of ancient Rome". Religious Fail.
Why don't I hate Irish anymore? I never thought I had it in me. Perhaps we should be paying that Irish tutor dude more money. French really sucks the monkey these days. I used to be good at French (Hons.B in Junior Cert.), now I have little-to-none passion towards it. I'm contemplating Ordinary-Level. Mathematics, how I'm forced to dislike you. I can't complain though, I'm not bad at differentiation.
English, now there's an awesome subject, added to by an inspiring, actually-gives-a-damn teacher. If it wasn't for my liking for English, I wouldn't have had the patience to write a blog.
The day was bisected by forty minutes spent in the Weights Room in school. There's something about listening to "Story of My Life" and bench-pressing that makes me feel good.
Bananas rule. [/blog]
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McCambridges constantly disappoints me. Every time I'm looking for "something" and I check McCambridges they don't have it. And they're not far-fetched items, I'm not looking for a DVD player in a grocery store. I'm looking for ordinary items that should be in there.
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