Y Tuesday, October 13, 2009
7:44 am
So I just had a session with my history teacher, and she pretty much thinks I sold myself out by taking sciences. Should have taken H2 she said. Would've done well.So yes things do look slightly peachier, I can do this shit if I want to. Hell it was a rushed essay I did last night, or rather this morning and she was still pretty satisfied. She has a pretty subtle way of saying I replace content with BS though. Really cute. Wait for it.
"Ian I think you'll do very well in university, you seem to be able to find a lot of information that aren't in my handouts. But you know you need to get through the A levels before you can do any uni work."
Rofl. But it wasn't all bad as I said earlier. Things are getting peachier. I can engage the goddamn question and I have the flair for writing essays but somehow I ain't bothering. Wonder why. Oh right. No content. Why? Chronic lazyitis. Not fatal but can lead to failure and discontent. BS that I'm gonna give over myself to that.
Been out of commission for awhile, true. Feel better now than ever, also true. I can do this shit and much more. As I said before, this confidence is downright sexy and addictive. I am in love with myself. Hail to the king, baby!
HOO-AH!