Before I begin, a certain picture I found lying around. Three guesses who wrote it!
Monday; another school day. Today was more terrible than normal, though. Geog/Hist, froze my fingers off. Lit in the comp lab wasn't too great either. Chinese was bad, got our marks back and, to quote Yu Pei Yi.'Aiyah, at least I completed one goal this year, my Maths score higher than my Chinese!'
'Nuff said, wasn't very well done either.
Quote a certain someone to a certain Ling Kai Tsi.
'I'm gonna wank your d*ck hair until it comes out!'
MUA HA HA.
MATHS. Madam Tan left us, and at the worst time possible. When we are starting on Worksheet 2 of Differenciation. Not saying the relief teacher's bad. Actually. At the end of the lesson we have most of the class not knowing what the hell differenciation is. Yes Bryan Cheong, I can sense your smug smile from here.
Bio, as always, was more or less draggy. Today was one of the lessons where Madam Foo actually covered something, but I don't think most of the class was listening anyway. Not excluding dear Benn-jamin and his rather failed attempt at sneakily reading Harry Potter under the table.
English! It was largely okay lah, but if it weren't for the fact that we were already bummed out by the previous lessons, the Compre might have proven to be a little bit fun! No shit Sherlock.
Anyway I went into one of those crazy sprees today. When you suddenly start talking in random high-pitched voices and start laughing for no apparent reason. Must be the sugar. Oh the joy! I wonder if I made it into the category of 'Most Hyper' people.
Note to self: Go to World Farm near Khatib MRT to check for carnivorous plants. And go to bookstore to pick up certain books.
Sigh.
I really don't know what kind of idiot would be in love, be torn from it and still not be over it after at least a full year.
Such. A bloody idiot.
Stupid.
Stupid.
Stupid.