Friday Is Pon Day.
Mr What’s-his-shitname [Shit, I don't even know his name after 3 years], Mr Koh I think, informed us that half-day will be on Friday.
Rubbish.
If that’s the case, PONN AHH! Friday itself is already sort of a half-day. Okay, 3/4 day. And now they half THAT, thus it’ll be 1/4 day. 3 hours in school.
Wake up at 6 just to sleep and daydream for 3 hours in school. Also, literature lesson has been cancelled on Friday for god-knows-what reason, which leaves me with no reason to go to school.
They should have the half-day on Monday, the longest day of the week. A math lecture up till 2.30 and probably extra lessons after that. My god, speaking of which, last week’s lecture was a bloody mess. Mr Kang was teaching.
Aiyan and I were laughing most of the time because
1) We didn’t bring the worksheet [Forgot to bring pencil box and brought the physics book instead of a math. Hoho, dumb.],
2) He looks exactly like Justyn Kang and
3) He sucks at teaching. It was just that instant when he suddenly looked exactly like Justyn, his eyes and face. Except the white emo specs.
He’d spent 10 minutes trying to explain why (x-1)(xsq – 9) is equal to (x-1)(x-3)(x+3). We geddit lah, we really do.
Anyway, this post is pointless. Can’t go to Oasis concert because FL’s brother isn’t giving away his free tickets. Blasphemy.
Come to think of it, my last proper concert was Jay Chou’s concert.
SNORT! I can’t believe I went. What was I thinking? I don’t even listen to his stuff. Not like I can understand even if I tried. But ew. 3 hours of mumbling. What was I thinking.
We had sexuality education today. It was hilariously redundant. It was “DO YOU REALLY KNOW YOUR FRIENDS?” and there were groans everywhere because we all thought the topic was “IS SEX REALLY TOUCH AND GO?”[And we're girls, weird]
We kind of made fun of that topic, like poking someone is considered sex already. So we were pushing each other around and running away screaming, “Sex really is touch and go!” or something stupid.
So we had to get into groups of 6 and come up with a skit. Paula, Sarah, Imma [I think?], Fiza, Aiyan and I had to do our skit based on Social issues.
Here it is:
Sarah, Imma and Fiza are the cool kids. They’re upturned collars, flipping of noses and saying stuff like, “I’ve got da props man” and swinging their purses over their shoulders reeks of coolness.
Paula, Aiyan and I are the nerds. We button our first button, we carry fatass files filled with math notes and tuck plastic water bottles under our armpits. Nothing says nerd more than that.
Sarah, Imma and Fiza walk by us nerds. They snigger.
Sarah: Hehe, let’s trip those nerds.
*sticks out foot*
Aiyan: *”falls”* MAI BOOOKKKSSSS!!!
Paula and me: *gasp* AIYAN! *hands fly in the air in shock, thus drop books* AAAHHH MY BOOKS.
Nerds: *sob uncontrollably* My boooks. NOOOO. My life! WHY? WHY? *cry and die on the floor*
Cool dudes: Like, sO-rie lah!
*they are then struck with guilt. Nerds are still wailing.*
Cool dudes: Oh my god. I feel so horrible. Let’s be friends, okay?
Nerds: Really? Really? *attempts rock-on sign which ends up looking like dead frog legs* Yay!
-The End-
But of course, it’ll never happen in real life. For some reason it seems funnier in life. Oh wells.