wad the...

a very long time since i last wrote here. i was freakin out over the o's. Actually, i love the o's. exams are so fun. ......... okay okay, so maybe that spot of reverse psycology did not work. but lets face it, everyone (i know) has to do it. BAH!

so anyway, here i am stuck underneath all that heap of work. basket. so much work. but feeling a little inspired after reading ms tham's comments to the poem analysis i did. the heading to the email she sent me was : AINI WILL BE IN MY UNDERWEAR IF SHE DOESNT CORRECT HER MISTAKES. yes. funny much. and it was later peppered with things like: onomatopia (or however u spell it).{i am sure there's an 'e' sumwhere} For an english teacher, thats terrible. but then again, ms tham's spelling isnt the best around school. but still, shes the among the best of my teachers. i sure gonna miss her when i leave school. but i reel in the thought that after i leave school, she wont be my teacher anymore, and then, u can do anything.. yay! do i sound like a pervie? oh well

got my art paper today. i dunno wad to do. i shall let mr cheong inject ideas into my head tml. since he is the master... and i, a lesser being, have to bow, and hail our 'lao da' (*inside joke alert*) think i did pretty well for my physics practical, after practically flunking my chem prac. basket! how the titration.... ((seeping into the depths of singlish)) like wad sia... oh well, wads done is done. and cannot be undone. and so...

toooodles... will not be coming on till after my a. maths first paper. then got break in between, can slack abit. hahaha. did i mention that i have a very runny nose? its running... hey come back! (smacks my head for the awful pun)....... sorrie for the incoherent writing. the fever got to my neurons... and now everything is just one big synapse.