"A sound response"

Actually at risk of not getting a band 6 for English because I think my internal mark is going to be 90 or 91 sooooooooooooooooooooooooo need to hustle to get 90 for my actual hsc which sounds really hard atm. Relying on people to do worse than me. According to rawmarks I need to get around 79-84 raw to get 90. So hopefully I can do that.

Struggles of not knowing how to essay in year 12. Still don't know what a thesis is. Don't know how to fix any of my essays.

When you get 12 for an essay and this is the comment.

Thanks for nothing.

Seriously tho wtf is that supposed to mean. English makes me sick. I feel so defeated every time I work on it. J'ai le moral à zéro. I wish it didn't exist. I think I'm just going to go in with a memorised discovery essay and not attempt to mould it at all on the day because don't understand it.

Lots of people deactivated facebook to concentrate on hsc. Meanwhile I'm still spending hours on youtube/napping/watching movies/BLOGGING.

Does anyone forget to eat? Bcus I ate breakfast at 10;30 and at 4:30 I realised that I totally forgot to eat lunch.

FUCKING ENGLISH FUCK why do you exist LIKE PLEASE GO AWAY. I read Cherry's discovery and felt like crying because it was so amazing but also because there was no way in hell I would be able to do that (which is why shes like top 5 and I'm 61) but yeh goals. 

Also Cinquetti hates me. Literally 40 minutes after I sent him my creative yesterday (after not sending him anything in the holidays) he sent an email out to the whole class being like, "sozzzzzzzzzzzz don't have time to give you general comments. just read the annotations in the attachments."

I AM FIGURATIVELY DYING and literally because we are all dying BUT FUCK I want to be swallowed up into a sink hole and make friends with Satan. I would be very good friends with Satan because we are both malicious and I could fart and he could use my farts to make more fire and heat up his humble abode in winter then we could roast marshmallows with the burning methane and when other people came to hell we could burn them and eat them or just taxidermy the shit out of them and use them as wall decorations. When I quit English tutor in year 9 my tutor said I would need tutoring in year 12 to get a band 6. Trying to prove her wrong but fk its hard. I feel like writing a poem about my English struggles.

English Flavoured Diarrhoea

A poem by Serena Luong

English is shitty like excrement,

Except it's not tangible,

It hurts more than constipation

Inflammation.

Tell me what this quotation suggests.

It suggests that you distress and repress me.

You oppress and depress me.

Until I am crepe.

I hope you impart your wisdom to me

By fart or even pee.

Because the process of discovery is confronting.

But not as confronting as naked people.

Your pee will not dilute the truth

It will only serve to strengthen it

Cloud it before it clears

It will never disappear.

Because the English flavoured diarrhoea

Will find a way into your ATAR salad,

No matter how much you hold your anal sphincter.

It will stream in.