| This ship is sinking
I'm thinking I'm done for
I'll watch as the sails disappear under water
'Cause I'm no captain yet
Save me someone. Can't wait for the week to be over! And then I'll be totally dreading the week ahead cos of results urghh.
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| You know what sucks?
Going to class knowing
there's a 100% chance the teacher will look at you like you're
incapable of thinking, and having a 99% chance you'd get picked on. Thank goodness today was the 1%.
If I don't eat recess and lunch, I will have at least an hour more to study. I like the sound of that. 
UNFORTUNATELY, there isn't any time left to study.
And I'm becoming more mentally retarded day by day. I can't even differentiate my handphone from a LUNCH BOX just because they have the same colour. Not to mention, I can't differentiate ANY problem in my tys. So much for textbooks and tys being my best friends. If they're your best friends, you're supposed to UNDERSTAND them right? Well, not in my case. Gosh I'm so screwed.
Quote of the day:
"Girls, why are you so stressed out for mid years? What will happen when you take prelims, o levels, and get burnt out?"
Deanna: We become carbon.
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| Well basically we got back our _____ test that we did (like a
freaking ONE MONTH AGO omg) and I did quite well, like 10/13, which is
L4 (you know, those LORMS haha). So I guess I did quite well. From what
the teacher said, I gathered it was one of the highest in class. So
fine. Then she was going through the paper. And I asked her what the L5
was. So I could like, you know, improve my essay writing skills.
Then after that, she was going around (or as I would put it,
mercilessly going around trying to pick up at screw those that didn't
do their work) checking if we did this essay outline she wanted us to
do.
So she got to my table, and just because she didn't see a PRINTED COPY
of what we did, happily assumed that we (my desk partner and I) didn't
do our work. And started scolding us. But like, WTF?! I wrote down damn
bloody a lot of things, and if that isn't detailed, my goodness, I
don't know what is.
And then not only that, she had to indirectly (although if you ask me,
it was blatantly obvious she was referring to my desk partner and I)
scold us in front of the whole class. About how some people are not taking their work seriously, and other stuff.
Like.
"Those that did their work and typed it out, this is the kind of work
that will stay with them the rest of their lives! When they go back and
study for their exams, prelims, o levels, this is what they will be
able to see and study. But those that don't do their work properly,
this is the kind of work that will stay with them one day, few days,
few weeks, one month! Huh? Doing their work in pencil? ..."
WHAT THE?! Just because I do my work my pencil because I'm more
comfortable with writing in pencil than in ink, plus it makes my
handwriting neater, does it mean that:
1) My work is of any less quality?
2) My work will just vanish into thin air?
3) Printed work is the best just because some teacher will be able to read it?
You know I can't help it if I get a 10/13 for my essay and want to know what the L5 is.
And you know, I can't help it if I do my DRAFT WORK in pencil. YOU DIDN'T SPECIFY YOU WANTED IT IN INK. So there. And I can't help it if the sight of me makes you annoyed at me and think my work is of inferior quality.
Mind you, I'm not doing my work for YOU. I'm doing it so I will do well.
Mr Seow made history bearable
Miss Chia made history fun
You just made history a total chore for me to do. Do you know how much extra effort I have to put in because YOUR TEACHING METHODS DON'T TEACH ME?!
Good day everyone. Hope your day wasn't as sucky as mine.
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| TODAY WAS QUITE A HAPPY DAY! Happy birthday Nic! Full story on my blogger because
1) I'm rather lazy to type everything again
2) Saying the same thing is rather lame hahaha.
Please don't get me wrong
Because I’ll never let this go
But I can't find the words to tell you
I don't want to be alone
But now I feel like I don't know you
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| I dropped Higher Chinese so I could do an easier, less daunting Chinese paper so I wouldn't freak out and die. Right? WRONG. The Chinese paper was the hardest mid year paper I've EVER TAKEN IN MY ENTIRE LIFE. (ignoring the fact I hardly take mid year papers haha) But seriously. No one knew what was going on?!
Urgh.
Quote of the day: Save water, Drink Beer
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