Ready to Go

Argh. SO tired every day. Can’t even remember what I want to remember.
They. Lost. :X. Not really the same kind of feeling when we did, but it’s, like the same sense of helplessness when you’re just standing on the sidelines and unable to really contribute anything except much sympathy for those who were involved.
Ah well. Better luck next year? (again?) I mean, exactly how many times can we do that as NUS High School of Math and Science? :P
Jit: WTF r they thinking put NUS High and Raffles together in the first round?
Life’s like that, eh? Maybe we’ll all learn a lesson from this.
Least, I hope the dress code was comfortable. For those involved. :D
Being emo on other people’s part aside, watched HP7 on Saturday. Gained closure. Not that it wasn’t good, but Hermione’s new hair style and the snogging scene everyone’s been waiting for…didn’t have the same feel as I was expecting it to be. But Harry x Voldermort (V)
(Not used to talking about myself for a change, so please bear with the utter and complete awesomeness that I always associate with myself. Apparent, I think it is. XD)
Integration so complex Simin can’t do. Other people, on the other hand?
*last Friday*
Last Friday…afternoon, yes we danced on table tops, and we shared too many shots, think we freaked by I forgot.
OK, maybe not the dancing on table tops. But much revelry, nonetheless.
Mr. Loo: Tseren! You copy also cannot copy fast enough! Even Jeremias has finished copying!
Noobs can’t you just derive all the expressions yourself?
*first thing in the morning*
Ram: SEKOLAH, SENANDIRI
*school song starts right on cue*
Ram: *clamps hand over mouth*
Heehee.
Dr. Hang: …representatives from MOE are coming to do class reviews…
:O
*in class*
Me: Quick Simin rip down that Patchwork if MOE comes in and sees that we are effed.
DH: LOL ltr they see the…appendages, and they’ll be like…what exactly are those globular things, huh?
Damage control for the damage control. XD
Mr. Loo: You can be assured that they will not be coming in for Math…
Erm…Thank God? I mean, to portray such an act in front of Mr. Loo just seems too demanding for students of even our caliber.
N1 scam us say will be going off at 9. Aiyah…
Meh Dr. Low nomzz our half hour break. D: *wishes he could remember all te names as well as Tiong*
Dr. Low: I hope that the next time I’m having a Bio Lesson next door you wouldn’t talk so loud. I have to compete with 21 people!
*last Friday, during English*
Dr. Low: *comes over* Sorry it’s a bit noisy, could you be quieter?
Class: :O OKOK
DH: Quick while he still walking over TECK CHYE IS GAY
*next door, 409 ROLFs*
The things he does. See, nothing to do with me. *pushes blame rightfully belonging to the one*
Supposedly cancer cells are simply too successful. It’s just humans who are too failure a species to support them.
*following content is not meant to be offensive in anyway and should only be taken in jest*
Jeremias: I had cancer, but I over powered it, and now I can live with it side-by-side
Jit: No wonder Jeremias can survive when he’s hungry he just eats the cells when he needs a snack
Simin: O.O
*is reminded of cancerous…thing…oh come on!*
And DH worries he might have cancer. Tsktsk
*potentially offensive content over*
Chem. MOE representatives arrive.
Simin: *sees me slotting in the larger chair between two smaller ones* ?
Me: Aesthetic value! Ah…
*arrival of…possibly esteemed guests*
*lesson follows, with much attentiveness (pretended or not), encouragement Mr. Idhzam’s part, and politeness on our part*
*after Dr. Supra (at least, that’s what I think he’s name is) leaves*
Mr. Idhzam: Wa like so…weird you know?! It’s like they’re some panel of judges there, watching us. But your acting skills also very good man.
Galen: We’re Music and Arts class for a reason man!
Mr. Idhzam: Oh yea one of them was very impressed by your…meaningful questions.
GG Tiong so pro.
GG WJ so emo.
GG Assembly so ghey. (Candice trying to rah-rah is disturbing. Honestly)
And so we come back where we start.