Devious Journal Entry

AARGH!
I'm trying -- TRYING -- to study sociology - I'm in my testweek.
I'm failing miserably.

Father walks in:
"Hey, how are you doing with studying?"
Cranky response:
"Bad."
OMFG, I don't care:
"Oh well good luck with that then."

Mother walks in:
"Hey, how are you doing?"
*sighs*
"Mehh, not so good, just saw some marks from my testweek. They weren't... that good.
OMFG, I don't care:
Oh that's a pity.
*cranky silence*
"You look bad"
"Well thanks... *bloody hell*, that's exactly how I feel.
"How's your studying going?"
"Bad. Like, you know, BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD."
OMFG, I don't care:
"Oh well good luck with that then."

FUUUUU!

5 minutes later, mother walks in:
"Hey, how are you doing with studying."
*VERRRRYYY MAD, CRANKY, ANNOYED &STUFF*
"Bad."
"I'm sorry. WELL BAIBAI "

FUUUUUUU!