Today's the last day of school. Why aren't i happy? ):

Anyway, the last time i posted was on Monday right. Okay, I'll start on today, yesterday, and Tuesday.

Malay Culture:

We watched a movie titled Sepet which is a love story where in the end, the main guy character dies. Typical. Btw, 'sepet' is Malay for small chinese eyes. Sheesh. Stereotypes. It was a okay-ish movie with a really ambiguous ending. But it sorta wasn't that good of a movie in the sense that I expected everything that happened.

Toy Stories:

We watched Toy Story 1. Yes the movie, a really cute movie (: And it's been ages since i watched that show and (NgXin and) I just found out that we dislike the main character - Woody. Yeah, the (over-jealous, murderous) cowboy-ish toy, Woody.

And since the movie ended at 1.20, and the teachers decided to release us early, thus we had 40min of slacking time left. So, we went to the quadrangle where the inline-skaters were and just stoned there and watched them play captain's ball. Afterwards, NgXin and I aka the Kind Souls helped the inline-skaters to carry their equipment.

So at 2pm (HAHA 2PM!) we went back to class to get back our report books. And when it was my turn, I went up, looked at my slip, and screamed (it was a happy scream) that i got a B3 for Chinese, and yup, it's a just-nice B3 (65%). HAHAHAHA. Ms Teo was staring at me with the shouldn't-you-be-unhappy-about-a-B3? look. But she obviously didn't say that but instead said: "You did well, but you could *ahem* improve on your Chinese." Followed by a megawatt smile. Sheesh, it's not my fault that my Chinese sucks. ):

And yeah, Chinese spoiled my straight A1s. Which is saddening. And because of that, my msg's 1.3, and yeah quite a number of people scored 1.17. Depressing. Shu Hui the Amazing scored a msg of 1. *claps* How crazy is that? Considering the fact that super little people in my class scored an A1 for Chinese. And now thinking about it, scoring a 65% for Chinese is not good. Uhuh. Not good. Gah.

Malay Culture:

We went to Kampong Glam(bert). And the whole trip epic-failed. Since no one was listening to whatever the teachers were saying and were just walking around Arab Street or blowing their balls/bubbles thingy. That sounds, really wrong. I can safely say that, from today's experience, I've learnt nothing new about Malays, except that the what's-that-called mosque has a black strip under its dome which is made from soya sauce bottles. (: *applause*

So, afterwards, we went back to school, and had a meeting with Mrs Chew aka the Sciene HOD. She has way too much eyeshadow dabbed on her eyelid that her eyeballs are literally popping out. Not to mention the overdose of (deep pink) blusher on her cheeks. We spent God-knows how long explaining to her about why our marks for Chem AS 6 were halved and how unreasonable Terence Heng was of doing so since the due date was on CSM, and we didn't bring them on that day (duh-h) and had to hand in the following Monday. And that woman was mean, real mean. Plus she was obviously defending DEAR Terence Heng. So in the end, we had to write a letter to her about the incident and our reflections before we are able to earn back our original marks. Which sucks. Since i see no purpose in that because we spent super long explaining to her about every single detail as if she was some five-year-old kid and yet we had to write some goshdamned letter to her. Gah. But still, at least we could get back our marks. And it was almost half the class who had their marks halved. Ridiculous.

Toy Stories:

We were late, again. Since Mrs Chew dragged the whole meeting even though she could make it short and sweet. So first, we made paper dolls. And i made a pirate, a really cute pirate, whose super cute hat with a feather on top i lost. Meh. NgXin made a super cute Japanese doll but ended up naming her with a German name: Meike. Typical. But hahahaha, my awesome pirate doll was almost twice the height of NgXin's japanese/german doll. IN YOUR FACE. Afterwards, we played cluedo, jenga, uhhh, and some other games. For the last half an hour, we had to complete our booklet. And since i was sick and tired of writing journal entries every single day, I decided to rip NgXin's idea off and write a poem instead. Which NgXin greatly helped me in. And it turned out to be a super cliche poem with a dog falling in love with a doll, yes, a cloth doll. Which is kinda disturbing if you think about it.

After school, we went to KAP again. Which i think is becoming my third home, after my house and school. And we ate Macs again. Sinful ttvm. Had to leave early with Daphne since we had to rush to Chinese tuition. And surprise surprise, i enjoyed today's tuition since there was this super cute P2 boy. Super Duper Mega Cute.

Malay Culture:

We learnt to write Jawi, which is a form of Malay writing, which is similar to uhh Arabic alphabets. And I, obviously, epic-failed at writing it (:

And uhh, oh right. This guy teacher (who sniffs hell lot) started teaching us about Malay Etiquette. It was super funny, since, NgXin and I were like thinking sick and stuff, and somehow whatever he said just fit into whatever sick thoughts we were thinking. And we started laughing our asses off and attracting weird stares from everywhere. Uh awesome. And hmph NgXin, I'm not an 'Ultra-Pedo'. Hmph.

Toy Stories:

We practically skipped the whole 3 hours of the session slacking away at the dental van while waiting for our appointment to start. Cos the dentist was just so goshdamned slow. Not that it was a bad thing, since WestWitch and Mr Lee were screening a movie which I've watched before and it's a relatively boring movie of which its title is too complicated for me to remember. Oh ok, i just found it out from NgXin's blog, it's Mr Magorium's Wonder Emporium. Now looking at it, it ain't all that complicated anymore. I'm weird.

Training afterwards, I can't remember what happened.

And if you actually had the patience to read through this shit, i applaud you (: Really.

Ok BYE! (: