Rage is my middle name

Thinking about my last months of school. Looking forward to summer. Technically, only 3 months of hell left. I've been attending school for my entire life, so all this is kinda exciting for me. So as my life has always been boring and uninteresting, it is, you know, hard to believe that "the great changes" are coming and yep, I'm a little nervous about that (in a good way).

I'm coming up with the brand new layout for my website. It's a little different by graphics, hope you like it. And yeah, I'm coming back. OK I'll tell you about the changes cause I really think there's no point in keeping any intrigue. I'm ending up with my web-design studio in order to focus on simple graphic stuff. I've got no time for keeping it and everything. I'm not promising anything, I might be back with it, but certainly not now, certainly not.

My English teacher is pissing me off. She's so rude and unfair and mean to me and I fucking hate her for the stupid stereptypes she's making up about everyone. This is ridiculous, but she thinks it was her and her alone who gave me the knowledge of English, she really thinks it's all thanks to her. Bullshit! I can only thank my extra classes, English movies, books, the net and everything but her. I learnt nothing from my school lessons. Argh, sorry but that's the way it is. She acts pretentious and thinks I'm a no-one and once I realised that I flew into a rage and I'm still mentally incompenent. Seriously.

► James Blunt - Stay The Night  ♫