Your Humble Narrator

WTF!

WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY
MUST THAT DAMNED TRIP TO THE FREAKING ZOO
BE TOMORROW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WHY CANT IT BE ON THURSDAY
OR FRIDAY, EVEN BETTER CAN SKIP CCA!!!!!

NOW WHAT DO I HAVE TO GIVE UP?????
MY MONDAY NIGHT TENNIS!!!!! NO TENNIS FOR ONE
WEEK AND A DAY!
Unless of course, i play on weekdays, which is proving to be quite impossible as i
finish at a bloody 5.30 everyday.
WHYYYYY CANT I GO TO BURGHLEY AT SEVEN EH????
Wah lao.
Parents are throwing away $12.50.
If they dont want it they can just give it to me.
wtffffffffffffff.

im very pissed.
this is all mr foo's fault.
he and his bright idea that sitting in front of smelly, real animals will help our inspiration flow.
hes giving us like a freaking HOUR for lunch.
cant i skip the lunch hour and leave early????
i dont even want to go to the zoo to PAINT. I DONT WANT TO PAINT!!!
i feel like a spoilt 3-year-old being forced to go for piano lessons with a bald, old, deaf man.

now this reminds me of a short excerpt:

dan: hey mr foo im done with art can i leave now.
mr foo: okay.... you can, but what's the hurry?
dan: ive got tennis at six, remember?
mr foo: oh yeahhhh you do! why so rushed! coach very good looking is ittt.
dan: .... hes sixty five.
mr foo: .. oh.

damnit tomorrow is such a lost case. this week is proving to suck. And it barely even STARTED.