The chronicles of NUSHie life.
We were supposed to have a history play some time ago... One day, a girl in my HS group called Vanessa Ng decided, "Let's make the guys in our group act like SCGS girls!!" (Yes, there actually used to be guys in SCGS in the past. But that's irrelevant. Making guys act gay is WAY more fun. Obviously.)
I sit next to Amelia in CL. It's so slackish that both of us are actually are in the upper half of the class =.= tr and amelia are in the same class, the next class with a lot of idiotic guys. And because classes change only every 2 years, they'll be stuck with them until year 3. *LAUGHS EVILLY*
I think today's EL and HS killed me, I was slipping off my chair repeatedly and almost fell asleep. Normally HS is interesting but today we had to endure the horrible torture of exam preps. I have never been more drained of hyper-ness in my entire life.
Then came English. Surprisingly, even though it involved annotations and related misc., I was revived! YES I WAS ALIVE AGAIN!!! MUAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!
*cools off head*
Ahem. Then cos this idiot guy sitting behind me (I like to tease him as a little midget. Damn short.) forgot to bring his worksheet, the teacher BANS THE WHOLE CLASS FROM ALL SPORTS, NETBALL INCLUDED (yes the guys play netball and she warned us, BUT STILL). Idiot!
So I plan my revenge and get him banned from playing cards as well. Too bad for that midget (who incidentally is addicted to olympiad maths for some unknown reason. I bet he has a dark secret behind the maths...)
Then there's a guy who I prefer to call 'Pinkie' rather than his real name. Why? Because on a HS excursion he wore this weird jacket with bright crimson sleeves but the middle was completely white. Who knows why. Anyway when I saw it I thought something reasonable out loud:
"Hmm, what would happen in the washing machine? I wonder..."
The name stuck. Then there was also a time during HS when we were taught about Singapore history involving Raffles and Farquhar. I wonder how many times already. Anyway the guys made both Farquhar and Yamashita into swear words, tho Farquhar was used a lot more. And somehow because the girl who sits next to me kept being called farquhar she eventually started calling herself William.
Yay that's all i can regurgitate for now. poke.
Monday, 4 May 2009
Temper-taking.
Scribbled by Michelle A. A at 11:05 am
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