National Test D8

Aight now, wake up wake up, do you think it's okay for you to be in your slumber on this week of doom
the troops be marchin' to the war, no time to lose yourself to your wet dreams
teachers been crying over in chagrim
the unicorn's on the show
look at you, you think you're hot all nude
you think your ma's gonna be happy but no she's not she's banging her pots down there to wake you up pissing the neighbors like someone just raped her
your father trolls around like the useless jerk he is
and all you do is snoring, just get up
freaking GET UP ITS NATIONAL EXAM FOR THE LOVE OF MOTHER NATURE stop making me punching you over something so insignificant
dress your self and go to school, ink those parchments up and get me a bloody A, pulp.

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..or so he says.
The 9th and 12th grades are having their national exams for these two weeks. So at least that gives me yet another free days to wander off to my cyber life.
What I'm going to do is fill this blog up with useless rants and continue my Drallerie -wait, nice ring- fic over at Fidelius. More activities might be on Tumblr and Infantrum. Go find me there if I'm not here.
And perhaps earn myself some skill in gifs making. Ffrrrr.

Bless those students who're facing their impending academic war.
Wish them good brain and luck <3


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