Of Parent-Teacher Conference, Lack of Sleep and Music Instruments

Today, yes, today, Friday, on the 8th of July, is my school's parent-teacher conference day. You know, the day where your parents go to your school and listen to embarrassing rants about you from your class teacher? So, yeah, that happened today. I shall skip and spare you the part of the ridiculously boring wait and duty which I had to endure in the morning to the part where my mummy dearest came. And like any other parents, my mum did the same thing, wait till their turn. When it WAS her turn, I didn't dare to sit there and listen through it, afraid of the scolding I might get. Which I received after that anyway. You know what my mum said I was, she said I was "lazy", which I am, anyway. And you know what my mum told my class teacher? She said and I quote "Nowadays the passing grades for national schools are so low. You only need 40 marks of a hundred to pass. And that's not even half! Let's just say, once they go out to work and have a project going on, and they don't even know about half of it, do you think it'll work?" That was awesome man, just freaking awesome, cause my teacher was speechless, sort of, but true anyway. I love my mum. Smiles.

Moving on, to my lack of sleep problems. Fatigue is biting my ass off. Groans. But I think the problem is either me, or me. Smirks. Or maybe its quarterly the school's damn fault too. Its my fault because I don't wanna sleep early, and I hate naps, unless I couldn't take the tiredness. And its the school's fault because i have to be on prefectorial duty on early freakish morning, and classes start early too, damn school systems. Twitch. Apparently I feel like I'm talking to myself, because personally I think I sound like a lunatic like this. I blame fatigue.

Lastly, music instruments. Now I have a habit of playing the bass with the acoustic guitar. If you don't get it then I meant using the acoustic guitar to play in a bass guitar style or way. But if you still don't get it, then just ignore me, I'm babbling anyway. And I have also taken up the habit of leaving my acoustic, actually classical guitar out of its bag, am too lazy to put it back. And the strings are already rusting. Gasps! I forgot, the strings are rusty, no wonder my fingers are bleeding. Ouch.

No much rant today, and sorry for the short one yesterday, I'm fighting against sleep, but at least I posted two posts in two days. Makes up for the shortness of em? Right?