uhm. so. i sprained my ankle and therefore brought a crutch to school. yes. a crutch. not crutches. it would have been more fun for others to play with crutches but i decided that i would only bring one cos i could actually walk, granted, with some pain, and maybe a bit of moaning when around mayo,but still walk, without them... it.
yeah. i got into SHOOTING! :) RANK1. i am trying to convince emem to join choir. cos she was ranked! but she refuses to go unless minyan or someone who she knows goes... but minyan has something that clashes with choir so she's not going. then today, we found out that shze hui is in choir. but emem says that seniors don't count cos they'll probably be seperated or something. emem looked kinda sad today... :(
after house prac, at which i got BOOKED for wearing socks with grey undersides that, i ensure you, cannot be seen when stuffed into shoes, by some tarbet PIT. i told her that i only wore the socks cos they were the only ones that could fit, after i wrapped that bandage thingie around my swollen foot, without me screaming in pain... but she told me to get a permission slip or something like that from the head of discipline for me to wear ankle socks... which still cover half my ankle... and i'll probably get booked for wearing the bandage thingie in sight or something. so forget it.
i have to finish the homework that i got for missing classes on thursday.
i went for french on thursday, after my x-ray. i hobbled into class on one crutch and madame desilva stared at me and said bonjour. i have to give my MC to mrs sia. french was fun... besides the fact that we have dictee on about three pages of notes, and numbers 1-69, it was fun. we were supposed to say three things about ourselves in french... so i said Je m'appelle Deborah. Je parle anglais. Je suis chinoise, or something like that. so... madame desilva made this boy sitting at the other side of the class repeat what i had said... but i dun think he was listening so he didn't even know who i was. and he was looking around the center for me... and then when the teacher told him who i was he just stared at her cos he didn't know what i said... after countless tries, i had to repeat it thrice before he remembered to change the "I" to "she". yeah. that was funny. and since in french, "r" is pronounced as what "h" is in english, the teacher has taken to calling me deborah(de-bo-hah) in her very posh french accent. yeah... half the class bursts out in giggles when she calls me.
you know what? i agree with laura. i shall drag myself to school even if i am half dead with my leg bitten off by meat eating ants, a chainsaw lodged in my head and a tree branch tightly wedged in my chest. i have so much homework! and i don't know when i'm supposed to pass it up! physics reflection is not helping. i don't get it. i really don't. i regret drawing those two girls now. they are, once again, staring menacingly at me... somehow, they always find their way to the top of the homework pile. i made them stare at emem just before chinese on monday... she was freaked too! :D
i finished the commonwealth essay. i totally forgot about it... now i have to wait for misschen to give it back before typing it into a softcopy for felicia... i thought it turned out fine... i made the guy jump in the end... felt kinda apologetic for awhile... but then i figured he would probably fall deeper into the depths of depression if he didn't commit suicide now. but then, who's to say he didn't survive the fall? maybe they found him in time and saved him.
i say looberfish. she says luberfish. i prefer looberfish. not only is it easier to type, i find it cuter. if you write it out in a notebook, you could make the two "o"s into eyes and draw a fish or something around it. anyways, i made the word up, i get to choose the spelling. like ermface... char made it, char spelt it.
well... i thought felicia lived in yochukang... but then it turns out she lives in yishun. i keep making this mistake.... ever since last year. lols.
i have to bring art stuff for aesthetics on tuesday. otherwise the teacher will reprimand us. oooh.
i think i'll stop about now... oh. wait!
cheryl's birthday party was perfect. everything went according to alethea's plan... except the fact that she wished her happy birthday before we showed the cake. alethea brought like... 30 cute little muffins that started melting during reccess but then we couldn't do anything about them cos cheese didn't have the same block for reccess and cheryl said that cheese was important! alethea asked her during PE and cheryl thought that aleteha said Jesus and replied no... and we were really surprised but then cheryl heard her saying cheese to me and corrected herself. yeah. alethea stored the cake in the pork freezer so they were nice and cold when we ate them. I lighted the candle cos alethea was afraid she'd burn her hand off or something to that effect. we gave the used matchstick to cheryl but she threw it away. that's that, i guess.
my mom just bought loads of marshmellows! :D
dang. i have so much homework.
i am scared of the coming year. i dunno how i'm going to fit everything in... maybe something'll suddenly disappear and i'll have space! :D