Despite being a lit student for about 6 years now, I still have doubts about it. Like, sometimes when Damo or whichever lit teacher explains the text or poem it's like WTF? Like completely anyhow just make up shit. Take Pinter's play for example. Everyone knew it was crap then suddenly one critic said it's damn good or sth and the rest began to see meaning. It's really like making something out of NOTHING which is damn annoying. Hahaha. Pinter speaks like darth vadar btw.
Anyway, I'm sick at home today. My mucus never give chance. I think i got it from Emma. HAHA.
Also, Saeful let me hear a very very very bad song today that had a very very very haunting tune to it and afterwards while i was in the living room. alone. at. home. i was really FUCKING scared. the song was about a boy and his father. wtf.
Lastly, Mr k is leaving us because the math department or whatever feels that he cant help us. So bitchfromhell (i think, altho it has not been confirmed) is going to replace him. It's a sad, sad day for all.
shake me. 9:52 PM.