Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Today was an interesting day, although we had weird periods at weird venues. Amaths at AVT. Bio at 1/5 classroom. Amaths again at...ART ROOM?!?!?! What kind of nonsense shit is that. Today's update on my retardedness is right below.
Syaz : (thrusts her bio mock spa into my face, and expects me to staple her papers)
Me : (Busy stapling my own)
Syaz : (Continues waving it in my face)
Me : (After stapling my own, I reached out without looking and "staple" before turning to face oli)
Syaz :
Thanks nat.
Me : ...... (turns and looks and starts laughing)
I stapled the air instead of her paper, how retarded!
And yes, word travels fast, I'm sure you've heard of the demise of my poor cello. It's never ever going to be the same again. I never knew how attached to it I was till I realised I was going to cry. I can't bear the thought of using a different cello. Eeeeep.
I thought RY was going to dab the tears away when she came towards me armed with a piece of tissue. Instead, she started dabbing at the beads of sweat on my forehead. I was staring at her like as if I was some vegetable who can't clean her own forehead. It's a funny moment actually, but with that atmosphere, who's laughing? :(
RY's going to say I don't appreciate her efforts, but, who was the one that didn't appreciate it when I saved her from the bicycle? Hmm? Hmmmmmm?
Anyway, the eight of us are invited to witness the holy matrimony of our dear, dear, dear MS JANICE LEE this saturday. She's going to be Mrs Janice ****. I'm saying it over and over (like as if I'm the bride) and I'm not used to the sound of it.
I'm talking like as if I'm the bride.
Hit me, someone.
i grabbed your attention;
