That's Life

Life doesn't seem to be getting any easier. 'The path to true love is never smooth', so says Puay Miao. Uh just in case you are wondering, I wasn't making any allusions.

Gosh how come nobody appreciates perfection (or near-perfection) anyway. I mean if the girls don't agree it might be because they are jealous of her voluptousness (if there is even such a word), meaning that they aren't happy with the fact that someone else has such a well-sculpted figure with such perfect protrusions. But the boys. What is there not to like about such a gorgeous specimen of female beauty apart from the fact that her face could be a bit nicer. But she's pretty much the best in school already so what more do you want.

Anyway, I realise that for the first time in my life, I'm doubting my Literature capabilities. My scores this year have been hovering around the E and S region and that really stinks. The last time I got a grade I was really proud of was back in the days when Albar used to govern us with her strict rules. What could possibly the reason for my horribel Literature marks aside from the fact that I haven't read the books. Seriously what's this.

And now yohoho I wish there were more people in class who would talk nonsense with me. There aren't enough. I mean there are only so many times I can turn back and sniff the wheatgrass juice.