lala.
today was normal, and my stomach didn't disbehave quite so much.
spent the morning at church then went to parkway with my family for most of the day.
during lunch my stomach threatened to revolt.
i knew i shouldn't have drunk that coke.
ahh, nevermind.
now i'm contemplating whether or not to go for the choir thing.
to go, not to go, to go, not to go, go, dont, go, dont, go, dont, up, down, left, right, north, south, east, west, if you do the hokey pokey and you turn yourself around...
LAWL.
then again, i still have that geog test to revise for.
AND, like the perfect genius that i am, i brought home the wrong textbook!
i feel like cursing the person who created the syllabus to stupidly that they just dont want to follow the sequence of the topics in the textbooks.
i mean, what's the point of jumping from sec one to sec two, from sec one to sec two and ridiculous stuffs.
it is purely idiotic.
grarh.
yesterday i took that nus high entrance test with julian.
wow, big jump in topic. but anyway.
i convinced her to come to my house first before my dad sent us there together,
so she reached at about 7.45 while i was still having my breakfast and all.
anyway, when we reached, we were doing the necessary registration things,
and the person found my name easily, having the conveinience of always being one of the first due to the first two letters,
but julian, on the other hand couldn't find her name!!
oh shock!
in the end this person came and was like asking wether she paid, wether she had the receipt with her and all, then in the end she was like "okay, we'll still let you take the test, and if you don't hear from me in the next few days, then it's fine."
so i was like heehee-ing her for the remainder of the waiting time while julian's nerves were getting frayed.
i, on the other hand, was happily playing icy tower on her fone and complaining about my oversized jeans instead while she was angsting about the number of people present and how worried she was for the maths part of the test.
heh.
in the end, the test was, dare i say, a slight calamity.
the science was fine, but the maths, oh the maths!
trauma~~
it will be best to be less spoken about.
hey that rhymes. oh, the joy of poetry. (gags)
ah well. the difficult test only cleared more way for me :D
lawl. at least that's what i keep telling myself.
oh well. gtg now. byee :D