Monday, April 21, 2008

this is super unlucky.
444 posts so far.
bad numbers. but i'm not superstitious.
i just like 11:11. (:

but yes, today is a very unlucky day.
chinese was okay lah, how hard could it get?
whatever i wanted came out.
a complaint letter and some newspaper report on some youth-related problem.
luckily for me(:
we're so negative. we prefer writing complaint letters to compliments, and on negative issues like smoking and stealing handphones but not on how teenagers are so smart nowadays.
hawhaw.

Bio, on the other hand, was a flop.
i really really won't do well for this. and my A1 had flown away the minute i flipped open the paper.
i want a B. i DESPERATELY want a B. i'll be attention-seeking and disgusting just to get a B. i'll do ANYTHING to score in biology.
yes, but we all know that i'm rather helpless now.
i'm totally defeated. mr peh was right after all!
asked him how the paper was, he went: of course you all cannot do la!
he decided to "kill" us this once, and "kill" us again at prelims.
i thought MYEs were supposed to be encouraging luh. ):

but i must say, it was a very fun paper.
i think i'll miss mr peh's papers after we graduate.

i think i have some sort of exam disease.
(i don't think it's contagious.)
last year during the bio paper it was fever,
the other day it was the stomachache, and today it was a horrible horrible backache. i felt like screaming but obviously i didn't. and it was on-off. SO ANNOYING, MY GOODNESS.
i couldn't slouch, or sit up straight, so basically whatever i did didn't work.
i should totally bring in a cushion starting tmr. i think i'll die if the exam disease strikes again.
until now i still feel uneasy. i think i'll puke any moment.

was it something i ate? i stayed away from lousy curry and roti prata today what.
urgh. whatever.
tuition later, and i already am halfdead.
i have to somehow study geography, and i don't think i'll have time for Amath.
die la. how will my L1R5 be below 20 this term?
pfffft. i need a brain transplant cause this one isn't too bright.

i feel lousy.
thanks ah Mr peh, and everyone else for seeming so smart.

when i turned to look, you weren't looking.
when i wanted to wave, you were gone.

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