Friday, October 10, 2008
I'm sick! ): Very bad bout of flu and slightly feverish feeling. My throat's feeling a little sore also.
I just got back my history essay not too long ago and guess what I've got?! A freaking
70!!!!! hahhahahas. I'm over the moon cause I expected myself to flunk that paper; because my textbook was literally my bible when I was working on that lousy paper. Talk about being LUCKY! (:
I did a consolidation of the stuff to be studied just yesterday; like 2 months into the term and LO AND BEHOLD there's like one million things tested in the final examinations. The lectures are really skimpy and sketchy so I thought the exams would be quite direct. But it turned out that a measly 2 page lecture is equivalent to that of a chapter of the textbook. HOW SAD IS THAT.
And I'm slightly peeved at what happen just a few days back. I had my MATH paper on tuesday. And scatterbrain me forgot to bring my calculator on the day of the examination. So I decided to grant myself absence from GEISHA SAMURAI lecture (got webcast larrrrr) and return home to retrieve the golden calculator.But I realised, to my dismal, that I forgot to bring my house keys also!!!! Frantic phonecalls and SMS-es were sent. And then, THE BROTHER said he could meet me to pass me the calculator. So I was like.. YAYYYY!
The next day, THE BROTHER messaged me, saying that he'll meet me at the same place. I was to be there with the calculator. I was like....erm. But I don't have the calculator with me today. Tomorrow yah? He shoot me off with some remarks that made me unhappy): HELLO. I didn't have lessons the next day and I was willing to travel all the way to return a 50g gadget. And this is what I get. In my fury, I scooted home straight after my project consultation, and with a protesting and growling stomach, I reached home, grabbed that lousy calculator and sat myself 45-minute down the train line to deliver to THE BROTHER. He tried calling later at night. I told my mum to tell the caller I'm sleeping. HAHAHAHAHA. My mum half-expected it to be some guy who was trying to ask me out but it turned out to be THE BROTHER. It was my fault,yes, but were those remarks necessary !?!?!?!
I'm not those kind of people who are easily angered. To make me angry is actually a difficult feat. But I probably expect more for the people closest to me. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh weelll. Its O-V-E-R.
On a happier note, I'm going out tomorrow with the 06S305-ians!!!! Hahahahahahaa. Miss every single one of them. Its rather queer; though not all of them are like my veryveryvery good friends, but there's still a connection between me and them. I still want to find out what they're doing; how they're doing etc. Things change BIG TIME when you enter university. REALITY kinda crashes into you head-on into the face. I'm gonna take lots and lots of pictures (: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHAHHA.
