I DID ALL MY HOMEWORK!

Isn't it weird how everyone's posts have something to do with studying in them? Its like we've morphed into 406 or something. (hi unfun)

My friday the 13th was ok i guess. I like the number 13.

Sat was fun :) and DIANE, what they wanted harry to ask you was, "Will you go out with me on a valentine's day date?" only harry didn't want to, even with gayboy's OH SO GENEROUS bribe of 5 singapore dollars. then we went to big ben's, where Marcel, Marcus, Qing Yu and I connived to scoop out all of diane's mushroom pie filling and put it in the mayo pot. Then fill the pie shell with fries(qy's contribution). Marcus, Diane and Marcel had to go and my parents weren't picking up. I was so super worried and all stupid Diane and Marcel could say was, "Oh, its Valentine's day, you don't know what they're doing, maybe they CAN'T pick the phone up, cuz they're BUSY or something." A expected, I bawled and screamed like the banshee I am. Then QY said she would wait with me and since there were 2 banglas occupying the nearest seats, we had to walk across the field. I was like, "Lets scare them and walk like zombies. Quick, don't move your arms when you're walking!" So she was waiting for gracia to come meet us at opera estate and then go jogging at ecp (IN THE DARK, AT NIGHT, ON THE SHORE, I KNOW RIGHT, THEY'RE ASKING FOR IT). but the gracia called and was sobbing on the phone cuz her mother SUDDENLY didn't let her go. :( in the end things worked out. meaning my parents came. We dropped QY off at the 7-11 bus stop near school.

Today was ok. I went for 1030 with the rents and diane was all, "Oh! i saw marcel and denise and sasa and dunno who and dunno who else, i think you should switch to 845am mass."
NO WAY die-ant, I'm not switching mass to see crazy people! That includes YOU. I miss serene. And everybody. I seem to have committed social suicide. After mass, ate at the canteen (weird family "ritual". The food is very nice-one-week-then-horrible-the-next). then when i went to buy green tea, gayboy disturbed me and i also saw and said hi to MATTHEWBHEEMBIANCATAN'SBOYFRIEND. Sorry :) I like to lump people together. Matthias the evil little boy was serving mass today. Uh ok star world is really boring. and unfun is really fun! gayboy was asking for and using all her jokes. Is your father a terrorist? Cuz you're the bomb. Are you going to jail? Cuz you stole my heart. Are you tired?Cuz you've been running thrugh my mind the whole day.

for all who don't know, I DROPPED A MATH!!!
My mother is understandably pissed. But I couldn't care less, you know why?

BECAUSE I AM OVERJOYED.

now i have one less subject to worry about! now I only have to pass chinese!

Aims:
English: A1
E math:  A1
Chem Bio: A1
SS/Hist: A1
Core Lit: A1
Chinese: D7 to get into poly/jc, but i want a PASS.
Drama: A1

I can imagine it now;

We all shuffle into the school hall. People i know, people i've ssen, people i hate, people i love, all shuffling into the hall excitedly (not that any of us will admit it). Instead of sitting in neat rows straightaway like good little girls, we squeal and run to assorted friends and the usual chatter begins. After a while, we all (finally) get the feeling that we're supposed to settle down already, and so we sit in rows according to class and all look ahead expectantly. The juniors are still spilling into the hall group by group and we ignore them, already getting that sinking feeling in our stomachs. Ms Lam goes through the results by subject and the percentage passes, and this temporarily distracts us from the jittery feeling as we cheer for our subjects. After what seems like an eternity for some and a split second for others, we recieve our individual results.


(ok this is what i hope will happen. NO! I MUST MAKE IT HAPPEN!)

I take the slip and see the column of words-my subjects are printed there. What catches my eye is a perfect column of A1s, the only abnormality of which is a C5. But who cares, right? right. i trace the C5 to the left and see, not surprisingly, Chinese. but I don't care because I am in disbelief. I turn around and run to my place, and finally, out bursts a "I GOT SIX POINTS!!!!! I'M A SIX POINTER!!!!!" i run to the back, where parents are sitting on yellow chairs, and I find mine (because god knows THEY WILL BE THERE) and practically shove the nondescript little piece of paper in their faces. Funny how that little piece of paper represents all the hard work of the past 8 months.



WOW, FANTASY MUCH!!!


If anyone can make ths happen for me in REAL LIFE, it would be the BEST birthday/christmas/valentine's day/chinese new year/whatever present!

woo hoo jessica of the long j posts is BACKKKK!!!!!!