Ugh. It's been aeons and aeons and millenia ago since I updated this thing, I think. Time now is 11:30, and I feel like GOO.

The reason why I'm feeling so, it's the A.Maths that's killing me! Tests, tests and more tests! Alamak, everyone just dieded already I think. Why the hell is the time moving so fast when I'm only in sec 4?! This is damn frustrating!

Anyway. Flunked the chem common test. Already expected that anyway. What suprised me was the fact that I didn't get a single digit. Humph. Not that it matters anyway, I still flunked the test. Miss Wee hissed and hissed and reminded us that the O level are very near.

Duh. It's like freaking clockwork- one teacher to another! Oh, The Horror!

That lame Oprah Show was on Friday, like, finally! Was so unlucky that that Friday I had to bring tonnes of stuff to school. Ugh. Was changing inside the toilet when I heard Mrs Goh's voice talking and talking...in the wee hours of the morn! Goodness! What was she thinking?

Then they said that my voice was slang abes.. Was it? I thought I still had that yerks mat-ish accent. Haha. That means my diction has improve. You want stress, I give you stress!

On the way to the mosque. Had loads of time to talk crap on the bus. Then that yellow guy (Nazrin should know what I mean here) just had to always BE on the bus that I was taking, everytime! Why wasn't I spared!!

NP was tres tiring this week-had to lug those mark 4/5 rifles around with the drills and all. Very the heavy lah, considering needing to do the hormat to some SSC member, then waiting for him to finish walking that looooooong line to the hall. Alamak.

The debrief session was getting on my nerves. Had to smile all the way through. They were talking about all the stuff, and the way they were responding were like fericking primary schoolers.

Had a chill out session at the Kopitiam. Not exactly coffee at Starbucks, but 2 glasses of Bandung did the right trick.

All right. I'll stop here.