Okay, so I blew my final presentation. Oh well, screw it. It was stupid anyway.

I mean I knew that I was going to screw up but I’ve never thought that I would choke and die. That’s right. I just walked out of the class and the funny thing is I still don’t know why I did that. I’m writing this blog in a study hall (detention). It’s not as painful as I thought it was going to be thanks to the ignorant teacher (se’s just reading a book about Italy). Anyway, I just wanted to let my anger out and I think it worked out really well ‘cause I don’t really give a s*** now. In fact, I don’t really give a s*** about anything (except for the summer holiday of course!)