Thursday, August 11, 2005

Peace be upon you.

Today was relatively a bad day. I rushed through my homework in school after scurrying down to the bookshop at 9.30am to buy the school fullscap pad. I still cannot get over the shock of the dear cost of the items there. Gosh.
The college examination pad cost me a dollar seventy.
The scissors that is priced at a dollar or half of that around my neighbourhood costs

GASP

$1.60?!

I settled for that stinky(petrol-smelling), old, greasy scissors.

$0.70

PHEW.

Just a 20 cents difference.

Multiply by 5 and i can buy something else at the dollar store.

BAD joke.

Russell Peters rocks by the way. He's one cool brown guy. HEY. I'm brown too.

Enough of that. So, I bought thet college pad and started copying down all my answers. I wrote them down on the question paper, you see. I went for math remedial with Mr. Hsi. He said that I was half-dead. Ya, I was. Reason: Slept at 2'oclock and woke up 15 minutes after 5. That sleep was so good that I woke up in cold sweat every half an hour or so. So you minus off those minutes trying to get back to sleep and VOILA! I slept for around, less than 3 hours? ~~*Whoops with joy*~~ So, I rushed through the damn Comparative Econs. Guess what? Mr. Bala and Mr. Dumortier decided not to collect our work but instead ask for the work that I have yet to finish. *fumes* Anyway, I rushed throught the mindmap that they wanted and I was pretty proud of myself. Thought that I did sucha good job. I did a good deal of writing that my middle finger was sore. Oh and did I mention that I had 2nd Language composition. *Faints* Oh, when I arrived late for 3rd Language class(French), Monsieur asked me why I suddenly never come to his classes early. Not my fault. Then, he got me to do a redaction (more composition). Honestly, my fingers cannot bear the load. I was kind of guilty. I took time to buy myself a cup of ice blended chocolate with pearls. Looked gross. It's okay though. So, my classmates were staring at the cup in the clear carrier bag I tied to my bag. Haha. Then, I felt like eating Kentucky's as I smelt KFC but it was just my camarade eating her fried pau. My another camarade wanted bubble tea. Oooh. Guilt ridden all of a sudden. *Grins* So I got KFC with tarantul. Then, I went home.

Oh. I got the letter to apply for my IC. Great. I've just realised that I have a dialect. Haha.

This is one long post.

God bless.

Thursday, August 11, 2005

8:09 AM

monotheistic; a purist, am i?