gay essay and crisps

Well, today was the first day back at school since the holiday and it sucked. I've just spent an hour and a half trying to work on my English Essay about Journey's End, which I have already handed in. I only got a B grade on it, so she gave it back to me and told me to expand my answers into more depth. I've only written 1582 words so far, but I have until Thursday to complete it. I tried really hard on it the first time, but I still didn't maange to achieve my target grade. Nothing is ever good enough for anyone. I'm fed up of having all my work thrown back into my face, especially when so much effort goes into it. Why can't people just accept that I'm not as intelligent as they think? Just because I did well in the SAT's doesn't mean that I'm super intelligent. It just means that I got lucky and I had good teachers for maths, science and English. I can't say that I tried hard last year because I didn't. Somehow I managed to walk out with three level 7's. The only reason I did well in English is because I had Mr. Cobley and he was awesome. Then he buggered off to some other school. I wish I still had him. He's so much better than Mrs. Lacey I think. Well, he just had a different teaching style, I wouldn't necessarily say that he was better.

I'm talking to Kirsty at the moment on MSN, although I have a feeling that I'm going to have to go for dinner at 5pm. I have dinner really early because I practically have no lunch. I have crisps at lunch and that's it. They're not healthy, they're not filling and they're fast release energy so they leave me feeling tired. If I don't have them then I get snappy at people and I can't concentrate. I'm basically addicted to them, which is not a good thing, but I enjoy eating them. They're quite comforting really.