Looks like no more todays, it's time to start new headers.

I'm seriously early today, cos' I wanna get over today's post quick. Got quality time to spend later at night besides revising my PhySc. (Oh, and if anyone can help me out with drawing that damn mirror light thing/fish in pond thing, please gimme a buzz on phone, MSN, whatever. Probably at nite, thnx.)

Today was another super-fun-filled-oh-maybe-im-exaggerating-but-who-the-heck
-cares day. Started the brilliant morning sunrise with a rock band and a public caning. The way you look at it, the school does not think 3 is a nice number, they prefer 2 (I shall not divulge details here). Cool, a multi-cultural school, both English luck+Chinese luck=Strike TOTO...

After a bunch of lovely lessons, there came the ever-so-eventful Chinese lesson. This time, the usual people stood up(including me) for a lousy 1 minute before sitting down. Then Kee got slit in the neck(super small cut) by a catapulted pen ink body. You could tell it was more painful than the caning becaue Kee cried after that one while the boy on stage cried after two.

Being Kee's good friend as well as taking into mind of Life Sciences lesson up next on the board, I took Kee along to the Matron. As, of course, mishaps also happen on the journey toward the ever-out-to-lunch-when-you-have-somone-reporting-sick Matron. I ended up walking with Kee, Edward, and a stack of Life Sciences notes which was supposed to be in class. Well, it ended up in class anyway, so who cares? And speaking of Matrons, I'd rather get taken care of by the nurse, she knows better than the Matron. Rest well Kee, hopefully you'll get some lingspiration from today.

After returning to a very abrupt LS lesson and watching Justin Du spit paper out of his mouth, it was time for PC. For some very sane reasons, I am not going into any single part of the PC lesson. Seems like every Sec2 can't stop talking about it anyway. As Loy cites: "It's private and confidential."

After school, MelWeh got dragged by Joseph into going to Tiong Bahru. Feeling a little pity for him (MelWeh), I tagged along. Turns out that some girls sitting on the table beside ours started repeating after Joseph after he talked for 5 min. About some 4D thing. When we went out of Mac he seemed damned pissed. Look who's more pissed *turns to MelWeh*.

I suppose that's all is it? No? Yes? Well heck. Life sucks, don't fret, just cheer up and one day you'll get out of it.

"If all the birds came in late, they'd still get their worms. Maybe they do, it's just that I didn't notice..."