Friday, April 14, 2006

Birthday!

Me - " You know...We're suppose to go if it ends before 4..."
Nicholas -" What time is it now?"
Me - " Barely 3."
Nicholas - " No, it's 4.30."
Me - "No it isn't. It's only 3.55...Oh wait...I see"
Both - >= D

Woo hoo, my Birthday was officially over approximately 20 minutes ago. Oh well...

Today was GREAT! I mean, go to school and having your friends wish you happy birthday makes you feel so good inside. Of course, if they hadn't tried to assrape/wedgie me every 5 minutes, it'd have been more enjoyable. Oh, and the attempted stripping of me in the morning was really really REALLY not needed. Or wanted. I mean, if you have -the- body, then you can flaunt it. Unfortunately, I definitely DO NOT have -the- body so...yeah, let's not blind everyone shall we?

The sad thing is, school lessons were really kinda boring. Literature was basically a slacking social gathering of sorts. Dear Ms Jennifer Koh gave us a mangled poem that she had chopped up with a big bloody black axe ever-so-nicely cut up into hideous things that wouldn't qualify as a shape pieces...

[Disclaimer] The whole of VS 2C, 2006 still loves you Ms Koh! So please don't sue me ok? [End Disclaimer]

So we were forced I mean made to rearrange the poem. Ok, so we ( meaning Adeeb, Ridha and I ) started sorting out the pieces. First of all, I'd like to state that the poem was rather ...er....funky. And by funky, I mean WTF! Nevertheless, we tried our utmost best to piece together the monstrosi- err...masterpiece. So we finally finished, and called Ms Koh over to check. BAM! She said, and I quote," It's a mess." Ah, my heart and soul, ripped to pieces by those cruel words. Oh, how my heart bleeds from those cruel, cruel, cruelest of the cruel words...

Anyway, she showed us the answer. Which didn't make sense to me. Really. As in, no sense. Zilch, nada, 0, zero and all the other synoyms in all the other different languages/lingo/slang/jargon blah blah blah. My grasp of Literature seems to be slipping nowsadays, just like my History. If this keeps us, I may...no will have to review my decision to take Triple Humanities ( if they offer, I haven't been bothered to find out...Again, so not peer leader quality ). Sigh...Linus, Linus...Turn over a new leaf will ya?

So after Lit was...Music. Our group project went far far better than I anticipated. Of course, since I had been really pessimistic to begin with, "far far better" wasn't good. Oh well, at least Mr Ikhwan said all we had to work on was movement...The beat was there apparently. Personally, I think our "beat" is spastic but hey, if it gets me good marks, who cares? Not me that's for sure.

Music went into a period of English then recess. Now, normally recess means " fun and laughter". Today it meant "OOO LET"S RAPE LINUS, TAUPOK HIM THEN MAKE A SEX VIDEO OUT OF IT time." Thankfully, none of that happened ( again -.-" ), and I was left ( relatively) unscathed. However, Nic, Adeeb and I had to practise for a little dramatization we were doing for a compeitition later that afternoon. Which by the way, we so have to win. It'll just be the perfect belated birthday present for me.

English was...boring really. After shaking hands with Mr Maran as a sort of "happy birthday" thing, I ( and the rest of 2C, excepting Farhan) sat down to watch Dirty Harry. Now I missed the first part of Dirty Harry cause I was sick on Friday. But if the part I watched was ANYTHING to go by, then boy, am I glad I missed the first part. It was boring, boring boring. I fell asleep during the video. Thankfully, Danial thoughtfully and subtly woke me up by banging my desk repeatedly with his fist. Please note that I said banging.

Science was ok. Got 9/15 for a Chemistry test. Not too pleased about it, lost 5 marks because I couldn't remember the chemical forumla for Nitrate Ion, which is NOH3 if anyone wants to know. One or two careless mistakes didn't help either...

Fast-forward to the dramatization. Again, I didn't screw up ( so bad) as I did for the presentation on Monday. And OH MY GOD, I screwed up SO BADLY! I felt like...oh, just like BURNING my face off. Thank the spirits that only the Sec 2 cohort was there. If my sec 3 and 4 seniors saw that, I think I really would have burnt my face off in embarrassment.

Whoops, a little digression there, back to the drama thing. Ok, so we were in the library ( avoiding Tamim -shudder- ) and thought we would be tested by Ms Koh. Surprise surprise, we were instead tested by Mr Calvin Tan, our relief Maths Teacher. Nice guy by the way, but he definitely needs to come up with a way to control the class. The dramatization was good actually, but I wish we hadn't decided to enter just the day before. We certainly had to rush and thus, didn't manage to memorize the script as I would have preferred it. Never mind, if we get through ( and I pray we do ), we'll give a splendid performance on the actual day itself.

Ok, it's 12.45. I'm not tired really, but something tells me I should really go to sleep. I'm going to need energy to burn tomorrow. On the other hand, I'll just probably be sitting on my bed, wasting my (sad) life in front of the laptop screen.

Sigh...

Good Night...

Or is it Morning?

Meh, who gives a damn anyway.