Wis

…is almost, almost officially over.

I swear, I am not gong to school tomorrow. I’ll be absent and the others will be taking their time in presenting, without me of course, and I’ll be having a fun time sleeping at home without any dancing to worry about. Whoop-dee-doo.

Of course I can’t do that. As much as I want to do exactly what I said in the previous paragraph, I can’t.Especially after I’ve seen that…that video (it’s an outrage, a scandal!) my confidence level went down, down, down the drain.

I’m gonna melt then and there and the whole presentation will be ruined and everyone’s gonna panic since one of their students/schoolmates have melted into a pile of useless, sticky goo.

Kill me now, kill me now, kill me now…

Oh the life of eternal embarrassment!