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spiderpigWhen will I ever be able to hit that elusive '40' over 50 for my Literature? I'm constantly hovering around the mid-30s which already guarentee me an A but before people start clobbering me for being so annoyingly dissatisfied with a good grade, I want to say that I AM such a person. Grrrr...
Marc and I still haven't found the dumbassed baton. Why's it dumbassed? BECAUSE IT REFUSES TO SHOW UP. Shit. I'm going to get mutilated by Sir and Marc's going to get castrated. Moanmoanmoan. This is retarded. How can a baton go missing from a locked cupboard?
School was... alright. I've developed a neutral 'I don't give a damn' attitude about my days in school. PE was meh because yeah I still can't pass my bloody standing broad jump. Face it, I'm such an obese freak. HAHA. Mrs Tan was telling me and Alex about how relatively happy she was because at least we're putting in effort and trying.Unlike certain people :\ I've been resigned to the fact that no matter what I do, no matter how much effort I put into anything, I usually don't suceed.
So it probably means that he's out of the equation.
Mr Issac Lim announced that this week is the last week for the TAF runs. JOYS OF JOYS. I've been giving him a lot of face by actually showing up. Now I'm no longer obliged to.
Talking to Mindy is really fun and enlightening :)
I was being a retard today. While walking back from the water cooler during GP, I saw Imran and his classmates walking through the quadrangle. So I shouted "IMRAN!!" (yah lah Immy, it was me :p). BUT SADLY HE DIDN'T HEAR. So wasted.
Hmhmm. Practiced for a decent amount of time on my baritone today. I think I'll be able to memorise the 2 sections by Friday.
Message for Amanda: YAH LAH. YOU GUESSED CORRECTLY. YOU KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT. (Hopefully Mandee doesn't read my blog so she won't ever see this. :x)
Bloody History test tomorrow on the Crisis of Communism. I've been passing so far. I need to continue passing. Damnit. Promos are less than a month away (thank you for the constant reminders mel loh :\) and I'm so screwed.
Marc and I still haven't found the dumbassed baton. Why's it dumbassed? BECAUSE IT REFUSES TO SHOW UP. Shit. I'm going to get mutilated by Sir and Marc's going to get castrated. Moanmoanmoan. This is retarded. How can a baton go missing from a locked cupboard?
School was... alright. I've developed a neutral 'I don't give a damn' attitude about my days in school. PE was meh because yeah I still can't pass my bloody standing broad jump. Face it, I'm such an obese freak. HAHA. Mrs Tan was telling me and Alex about how relatively happy she was because at least we're putting in effort and trying.
Mr Issac Lim announced that this week is the last week for the TAF runs. JOYS OF JOYS. I've been giving him a lot of face by actually showing up. Now I'm no longer obliged to.
Talking to Mindy is really fun and enlightening :)
I was being a retard today. While walking back from the water cooler during GP, I saw Imran and his classmates walking through the quadrangle. So I shouted "IMRAN!!" (yah lah Immy, it was me :p). BUT SADLY HE DIDN'T HEAR. So wasted.
Hmhmm. Practiced for a decent amount of time on my baritone today. I think I'll be able to memorise the 2 sections by Friday.
Message for Amanda: YAH LAH. YOU GUESSED CORRECTLY. YOU KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT. (Hopefully Mandee doesn't read my blog so she won't ever see this. :x)
Bloody History test tomorrow on the Crisis of Communism. I've been passing so far. I need to continue passing. Damnit. Promos are less than a month away (thank you for the constant reminders mel loh :\) and I'm so screwed.
