Seriously, my brains are sooo fried, I don't even know if they exist anymore.
6-6 is a KILLER.
There are like less than 10 questions in that assignment, but it probably took me more time to complete than 1-1 (DUH).
I WANT CHAPTER 1 BACK.
(With all those x square times x = x cubed. Or whatever we did in Chapter 1.)
BLAST YOU CHAPTER 6.
Hug you graphic calculator (: even if it DOES take me a very long time to use you. (:

Someone's being racist.
Someone's being outright mean.
Someone's being immature.

Sorry, evil Maths is like the main ingredient for me to start flaming or something, but it's true. Anyway. The rules of popularity are unknown to me. Either that, or so starkly illustrated that I don't want to know.

Popularity = Looks, Gossiping + Backstabbing Potential, Whiny-ness
There, I've done it!
Aren't you proud, Mr. Huttner?

Just kidding. I'm being random.
Anyway, was going to edit my Taylor Swift blogskin and put it here, but it's time for dinner- I put off my family dinner for 6-6 ): and now my mum says we MUST EAT or it'll be too late.

Looking at the time (7.45) probably no time to come back on and finish up the blogskin. T_T cos dinner will end like 8.30 or something and then I have to bathe AND pack my bag.

Buhbye!
TOMORROW IS THE LAST DAY OF THE SCHOOL WEEK
YAY 3 DAY WEEKENDS (: