magnolia.
i feel so guilty... of what?
you'll never know.
before you think the obvious: nope, i did NOT kill the rottweilers at the back. they have not ceased their barking and howling though, so i haven't ruled out exterminating them just yet.
anyway, i am disgusted at myself! i tell myself that it is so wrong to continue thinking about what i could have done. instead, the more i berate myself, the more i regret not snatching the opportunity; no matter how immoral and disgraceful that missed opportunity was.
i'm sorry i cannot be specific, just know this:
i am filled with anguish and bitterness
for all the fucking WRONG reasons.
once again, i did not and was not going to murder anyone. nor did i run over that neighbour's cat.
i am not a murderer nor am i a cat squasher.
now that that's all out and done with, i am currently in the midst of my year-end exams.
today was only the first day, and it SUCKED. i could not finish the test, losing out on a possible 15 marks. not that i care, especially since the other parts of the test i managed to finish were already so FUCKED UP. so yes, i'm getting a zero. yay
next up, math! double yay
i'm getting a negative mark for this test here, if that's possible.
do you want the truth or something beautiful?