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spiderpigLet me start off with a general statement:
I like waffles.
Unfortunately, waffles aren't too popular with the History department so I've got to stop bloody waffling in my History essays. I haven't gotten any news whether I've joined the rest of the cohort in failing, or whether I'm one of the handful that barely passed. However, the prospects are bleak with Narindar positively screaming her oesophagus dry on the first day of school. Just dandy. Averages of classes are hovering around single digits over 50. Not a pretty sight, and obviously my class isn't the exception.
Economics isn't doing too well either. I passed my MCQ, but frankly I'm not satisfied despite my obvious unaffinity with shading circles on the answer script. :\ Just so that none of you think that I'm some dunce in school, it's so freaking hard to get an A in Singapore, thank you very much. And I'm wondering what possessed me to set such high standards for myself at the beginning of this year.
The first day of school was, dreary I guess. I mean, after endless hours of studying (for me) and partying for others, the last thing you want is to be constrained by timetables and deadlines. Yeah, but PE made my day a little brighter for the fact that it was so retarded. Some hip-hop dance it was! I'm never going to look at the PE teachers the same way again.
Band was alright I suppose. It was going fine, well as fine as one could get playing a score full of low notes when all your low notes are out of commission, until I rushed off for the NJC concert.
WHAT THE FUCK MY BARITONE STAND GAVE WAY. The rubber part that supported the instrument? It popped out, sending my baby crashing to the floor. Now in addition to the screwed up screw-less bottom, the top rod is completely bent. BITCH. The more I think about it, the more I panick because I can't play a single note now. ;_____;
By the way, the NJC concert was okay. They played most of my favourite songs (JAPGRAFIV!!!!!!!) and Nana was performing. I got to meet up with my old section-mates too. <3 Rabu rabu.
Mmkay. Sleep time.
I like waffles.
Unfortunately, waffles aren't too popular with the History department so I've got to stop bloody waffling in my History essays. I haven't gotten any news whether I've joined the rest of the cohort in failing, or whether I'm one of the handful that barely passed. However, the prospects are bleak with Narindar positively screaming her oesophagus dry on the first day of school. Just dandy. Averages of classes are hovering around single digits over 50. Not a pretty sight, and obviously my class isn't the exception.
Economics isn't doing too well either. I passed my MCQ, but frankly I'm not satisfied despite my obvious unaffinity with shading circles on the answer script. :\ Just so that none of you think that I'm some dunce in school, it's so freaking hard to get an A in Singapore, thank you very much. And I'm wondering what possessed me to set such high standards for myself at the beginning of this year.
The first day of school was, dreary I guess. I mean, after endless hours of studying (for me) and partying for others, the last thing you want is to be constrained by timetables and deadlines. Yeah, but PE made my day a little brighter for the fact that it was so retarded. Some hip-hop dance it was! I'm never going to look at the PE teachers the same way again.
Band was alright I suppose. It was going fine, well as fine as one could get playing a score full of low notes when all your low notes are out of commission, until I rushed off for the NJC concert.
WHAT THE FUCK MY BARITONE STAND GAVE WAY. The rubber part that supported the instrument? It popped out, sending my baby crashing to the floor. Now in addition to the screwed up screw-less bottom, the top rod is completely bent. BITCH. The more I think about it, the more I panick because I can't play a single note now. ;_____;
By the way, the NJC concert was okay. They played most of my favourite songs (JAPGRAFIV!!!!!!!) and Nana was performing. I got to meet up with my old section-mates too. <3 Rabu rabu.
Mmkay. Sleep time.
