Christmas

'Tis the season to be jolly, Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la...
Well, hahaha. It's very jolly alright.
Not exactly. Our english literature teacher said that her christmas present for us would be our recent and first english literature essay, with the promise that none of us failed... so of course I would be
UPSET WHEN I FOUND OUT I GOT 24!!!
This is sooooo ridiculous. I got owned(means I lost to)to a hell lot of people. Like Jere****. How can this fat-assed little-kid with a ridiculous Hong Kong accent beat me in an essay? An english essay, some more!
Right, so maybe its an english literature essay. And my E Lit. isnt wonderful. And even if you have to infer our novel Dragonwings.
I still score amazingly well for my english essays! This shouldn't be an exceptation! How else do you think I became famous? This is an outrage!!!
So unfair! I didn't fail, I lost! (Even if failing is worser then losing)
ARGHHHHH!!!! Dammit.
On a happier note, I improved a great deal in P.E. NAPTFA test training, from 20 rounds in the tennis court (time: 12.01) to the 20 rounds in the Gym, which is also twice the size of the tennis court(time: 9.31).
And that I received a christmas present from my friend. So:
Merry Christmas!