Let me share my stories of pain. Make that story. Guangyang Pri at Bishan from 7 am to 6 plus pm. With stinking hurtful boots on and countless number of rushing and carrying tremendous amount of load and the ultimate who can stand the longest contest-.- And to see the most disgusting school koping almost every trophy just got to hurt more. Gross. Not that our school was in though. But nevertheless, we're proud of all the other schools that won:) and this unites the rest of zone 2.
But bottomline is, my feet has never hurt so much in my life. It was pure torture.

School was cool. LOL. It was supposed to be the longest day of the week but it wasn't draggy. I loved it. And by the way, I have yet to fail any papers as I expect to fail all:D S for H1 Maths, D for H2 History and E for H2 Econs. Hope I won't get any U for the rest.

I was shocked when Syl called me in the middle of school just now to talk about Haikal sitting behind her. LOL. And she sounded like she was hyperventilating due to extreme happiness or something.

OH I saw some stuffs in school. Needed first aid attention but I didn't render any. And I dare say that I am a qualified first aider-.-

Off to do Malay Lit shit. I tell you, it has tonnes of work for me to do. Can't believe I'm hating it now.

It's only the beginning of the term and I am drained. Physically. Mentally. Emotionally. But why? I should just put the glass down.

because i'm back to being loneself.

Labels: exams, SJAB

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