Iridescence

SUUUUGAAAARRRR RUSH
*will elaborate later*
“The Student Council Supporter’s Committee would like to make an announcement”
“There will be an LTA debate this—“
*Phone locks*
GG for the Lulz
During Mentoring/Break we discussed the uselessness of DH in…one of those departments in Council.
Galen: So what do you have?
DH: The flag, the cheer, the…
Galen: OK so what did you do? Printing?
DH: No man, Mrs. Chong will be helping us print…I did the design!
Me: So what does the flag look like?
DH: it’s just some simple thing with…our school logo…and some colour…
Me Jit and Galen: LMAO well thought out.
Biological bead sorting…that takes 2 hours. Stupid genetic drift bah.
I shouldn’t try what my body size was not built to do easily. Such as, balancing upon steel poles. Not that falling to death one day is a great idea and all, but parkour just isn’t amajor concern right now.
On the other hand, the ability to handle hot metal for extended periods of time…(yes I’m looking at you Tiong. Noob.)
(on a side note, imagine what Claire would do is she could take all that rope)
Yan Sheng has musical talent…to interrupt . :D
*to be sounded whenever Lim Jeck is near*
“*halo-ish glowing sound. Holy/Gregorian chant”
(V)
Productive Chinese. Wow. DH noob trying to diss my answers right.
Un-productive Math. Well, actually for me mainly. Safety concerns ensure I will not elaborate.
(I mean, since when was math productive…hurm?)
And…on to our most productive session at IMRE. Aha.
Given that we were not, this time at least, led astray by one particular woman. XD
But still.
Dr. Nikolai: And Daniel will be presenting what he has learnt to his school mates tomorrow, so I have let you be his…mock audience (you have no idea how ironic that word becomes later) and the best thing is…he agreed.
Daniel: *smiles uber-dorky smile*
DH: *pfft*
Daniel: *starts talking*
LMAO
DH couldn’t even string a full question. As I said, straight faces need the training.
DH: *to really tall Polish guy we’re working with* Have you studied for the test tomorrow?
Carl (I think): Of course *shakes his head*
Me: Is that supposed to mean…yes or no…
Carl (shakes head)
DH: OK Very good!
Carl: Ah, but I can test you. Which rule are we breaking now.
DH: *looks around* Professor not in lab! Wow heng I could get that correctly
Me: Along with lack of gloves, safety boots, goggles, lab coat…
DH: Dayumm how many demerit points is that…we’ll have to give a seminar!
Me: We’re not doing anything productive here man…should go and get a coffee or something…
DH: Good idea! The only machine I am most familiar with is…the coffee dispenser!
Carl: It’s free, you can get as much as you like…
DH: Eh than how we get back in?
Me: *sees unlatched door* oh…ok…
Carl: And that’s another rule broken…
*after going out and having Dr. Nikolai ignoring us completely while in deep discussion*
Tseren: CookiecookiecookieHAHA
DH: LOL cheapo GET SOME FOR ME
*in pantry*
Me: OK let’s see…5 packets should be good *adds sugar* *adds sugar* *adds more sugar*
DH: WTH man you’re gonna get diabetes. Later if you go for blood donation the nurses are going to wonder WTH there are sugar granules going up the tube.
*some time later*
DH: OK I’m not feeling too well. Maybe it’s too much creamer…
(And I haven’t even added our discussions of the US debt, how Germany is doing so well in a shitpit called Russia, how we gotta get the right out of Singapore ever enters a war *Singapore and Norway have always been very good friends* and…balding. Mmhmm.)
DH’s brother pick-up line no.37: If the girl’s correct, then I wanna be wrong, so I can be incorrect!
Me: What if the girl’s a blonde?
DH: She’d probably go ur?...Why’d you wanna be wrong?...Are you stupid?