Monday, August 2, 2010 reverse psychology, my foot!
Posted by Deimi Brigitte at 5:12 PM

Ola! So I thought of leaving my iPod behind because I thought maybe they'll have some surprise spotcheck 'cos earlier they were "scaring" us like, "We'll be doing a surprise spotcheck... It could be any day... Tomorrow... or-" Yeah and I'm not bringing a file so I can't hide it in there how I always do. It was so hard for me to leave it behind, I can't go out without it. The journey in the bus would be so dead boring without it! On the way to school, I had to make my own music in my head.

So I bet you're wondering how my English Paper 1 and 2 went? ...Yeah, I know you don't care but I'll tell you anyways!

Paper 1 was no problemo, I took the topic on "Lost" and wrote about sleeping in the bus when ending up somewhere scary and exluded. I had to cancel a lot of "She" to "I" because I forgot I was telling my own story. And I'm pretty sure I exceeded my word limit again... It never fails to do so. Okay, Paper 2 was just a little more challenging but I managed. I also notice my handwriting is like turd when I do examinations, I mean it, I think 'cos I rush all the time, even when there's so much time.

I literally pinched myself during the paper to keep myself from sleeping.

After the paper, we sat down at the canteen to wait for Patricia. Then she finally came, then Patricia just remembered that Farah was having her 'N' Level MT Oral today and the conversation went like this:

Patricia: Oh yeah! Good luck Farah!!!
Farah: Don't give me good luck, give me bad luck!
Patricia: What the hell, why!? Stupid Farah.
Farah: It's reverse psychology! If you give me good luck, I get bad luck.
Me: Oh, really... So if I gave you Milo now, you'll get Soya? (sarcasm)
Farah: ...Yeah...

Anyhoozers, went to Khatib Macdonalds with Priscilla to eat while Patricia went home first. Bought ice cream, this lady gave me so much ice cream on my cone but it tastes especially nice on a hot day. Walked to Patricia's house to hang for awhile before heading home. We ate once again, had cookies and milk and jammed!

I'm telling you, you're like in an ice rink in Patricia's house when you're wearing your socks. I got up her bed to get to her when I slipped in the most retarded way and kicked my cup of milk.

The way back home was so boring :-( no freaking iPod to listen to. Instead, I had to listen to two Primary schoolers playing Scissors Paper Stone. But I'm pretty sure it's not 'cos they will be like, "Thunder!" or "Freeze, this is Freeze!" Like what the hell, then why did you guys chant Scissors Paper Stone in the first place!? They even have retarded sound effects when they lose like, "Bzzzzpp! Urghhh, ahhh!"

Why!? Why when I don't bring my iPod, someone has to be so noisy! I was expecting my sister to be home but she's not. I'm so ELATED! (tantrum) ...Great, just as I typed that sentence, She gets home...



Oh, the luck~