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"Contrariwise," continued Tweedledee, "if it was so, it might be; and if it were so, it would be; but as it isn't, it ain't. That's logic." Through the Looking-Glass; Lewis Carroll
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Friday, February 09, 2007, 11:45 PM
Freak lah. SYF rehersal was to be at 4.30pm, but then I went to join my cohort mates in the Sec 1s session. Lily, Liyana and I planned the thing (-wheeee!) Did voice projection, came across Ellise and her protege in some desolate corner of the school... yeah, only one oboe-player per batch... passing on the legacy:) I was horrible to my sec 1s (Michael, Jiang-Hao and Atiqah the First) and made them play the stepping game in the carpark, cos that was the only area not occupied by the Uniformed Groups. Then the sun came out and they started sizzling (yeah, sorreeeee!) After Sec1s session was a break before Teresa started SYF blocking. So me and Gail and Melissa went down to look for Sec 2s and instead we came across OUR DEAR SENIORS BELINDA AND CLARA. Yep, O Level results just came out..... Ok.. I know, but its... like, everyone of my 8 teachers has made it clear that IN TWO FRIGGIN YEARS TIME IT WILL BE OUR TURN. (and we better get 11 A1s or Teo-lala will burst her vessels) Then after drama I had to carry 8 FRIGGIN FILES HOME. 7 WERE ARCH FILES. The fun-to-play kind with the lever? Thank goodness Miss Liao and Mr Chng decided not to kill us by making us keep arch files as well. I shall love Physics and Chemistry in gratitude, lols. Mrs Philips took us through the L1R5 thing today. "RJC accepts people with 0 POINTS. That means that, for the students, they score 6 points. Then two are deleted for their Higher Mother Tongue, two more for their outstanding CCA, and two more for being with the JC for the first 3 preliminary months." I mean no offence, but it meant only one thing to me- RJC ACCEPTS ONLY PEOPLE WHO DRIVE THEMSELVES NUTS. And Des had to help me carry 2 bloody ring files home. Pure Geog and Econs. I struggled with the rest on the bus. And the worst thing was that kay-pohs were shooting snide looks at me all the way home, and this f***ing B**** with a short(obviously folded) skirt and this screechy voice had the effing nerve to start bitching about it. Never mind. What pissed me off is that you lot left me struggling out there WHILE YOU WERE AWAY AND YOU HAD THE NERVE TO TELL ME LATER, and shrug it off as if it were no f***ing big deal. And I ask for something. Something I need to do fast. "WE'LL TALK ABOUT IT WHEN WE GET HOME." Oh well..  The sunset was so beautiful today that I stole Des's phone, snapped it, and sent it via sms to my own. Then I retrieved the file online and got the pic:) |