Pure luxury Just came back from a haircut.

Let me tell you, it's pure luxury. =)

When that lass was washing and messaging my head and hair, I fell asleep. Arrr... So comfortable! And the music they played are nice too. Just listen to the water gurgle into the basin hole and let the warm water embrace your much over-used head, and there's someone messaging your head too! It was totally revitalising.

Pure luxury.

Then the hair drying part was good too.

I was shutting my eyes when they dried my hair.

Good experience, especially when you are so so busy and had neglected your body.

Speaking of neglecting and negative stuff, that school has once again pissed me off.

They are having lessons from 8am to 3.30PM. Mind you, 3.30 PM, almost to 4pm. That's so so so unreasonable. We had a FUCKING life besides studies and your bloody one-of-a-shithole shcool, scumbags.

And, to add oil to the cauldron, I have to go for the Flourish Compeition too. The Flourish compeition starts at 1.30pm and the school ends at 3.30pm, how in the hell can I rush there? Fuck.

I do not care, and I will not care. For I will skip the days' lessons. I have a fucking life, you damnable hermits. Fuck you.

I shall have Heartland Malls' Official letter to counter you arseholes. Get OWNED, fuxxors.

Anyways, it's better not to talk about worthless stuff.

Street Magic is having an exclusive t-shirt, that's going to be so so happening. I must get it. =)

Can't wait for the holidays, although that fucking school is in my way.

Signing off,
Very Pissed off.  ¶ 5:38 pm