Loser Like Me

Finally blogging?
YES OMG SO MUCHTO TALK ABOUT. And so little time. Oh well.
We, as we all know…the new time table sucks…bad. D:
And then, Mr. Yee is leaving the school in two days. D:
But at least he leaves a pretty good successor.
Mr. Loo: We’ll do the first three pages, then we’re done for the day.
Oh. God. <3?
(Halfway through the lesson)
*Raphael walks in. 10 mins late. Or something*
Me: Hey Mr. Loo. Nice timing. :D
LMAO
SO. Break. And. BIOOO.
*enter Dr. Low*
YJ: DR. LOW!!!
*runs over to pose for photo. With James, DH, etc…*
Click. XD.
Yea, I missed him too. Not the fact that he happens to teach a torturous module, but then again…
Dr. Low: *halfway through* It’s…so hot!
Class: Yea man why you no book seminar room? D:
Dr. Low: I…got a plan. The OTHER seminar room was unlocked…so…I’ll see you there in five minutes!
Class: WHOO ON
*shall not go into how bad the module will be. Soon. D:*
Four hours of lesson…can kill. *sighs*
Chem lesson was…foreboding. In a good kinda way. :D
Ms. Wong: There were reports that there was not enough video, animations, etc…so I made a lot of video, animations, fun stuff…then they tell me I only get to teach for five weeks. Boss order’s.
Forgot who: Good wut can slack rite XD
Ms. Wong: yea that’s what I thought at first! Then they told me that while Mr. Izam was teaching I still have to attend. Why? Write report. D:
*random chatter from the back*
Ms. Wong: *sigh* really need to get rid of these three guys man.
Those in front: *turn around to look at…Jeremias*
MMhmm.
Chinese. WJ likes the new arrangement. I would guess so. Can finally utilize the full 3 hours to discuss randomness. XD
Me: Some CCA announced that there would be no meeting that day. Journalism will wait until three and tell us there’s no*bzzz*
*There’s a meeting today! See you there!-Wayne*
*has a telepathic revelation*
I cannot say how hard it is to work under distraction. When the attraction of random internet games while typing an essay is distracting enough. Also, the screen is so…mini…
I should have asked sooner. *learns lesson*
Ian<3: I wann go in and laugh!
Clarice: There’s nothing to laugh at, unless you find a 26-year old balding guy funny.
Me: *can’t help it* ROFLMAO
Galen: It’s good to pretend to hi-five a bald guy…then run the hand through your hair instead, going Can you do this? Huh? *all he can go is WIKIWIKIWIKKK*
So bad rite us. Making fun of those with the shinier heads.
In Journalism one topic was whether we would…get another shot at winning $400 apiece.
JT: Have we submitted anything for the ST comp yet?
Christopher: Huh?
OK…
Later on, when deciding team members, we realize we are short of one. We REALLY ONLY HAVE ONE YEAR THREE?!
JT: How do you know if we even qualify?
Mr. Chin:…We should!
JT: Says a lot…
I object mildly to Annabeth’s views on what good erotica should be. That is all.