Hais.

Today was pretty bad. Rate it a 2 outta 5. Fizzled and burnt out; crashed and burned; wasted and pwned. Sucks. High expectations of making it into a class along with most of my CG. Good news! Go away! In 06S305. Damn. don't know many people there..3 ppl I know. Anmari and Ariffin(OGL). Sad. Calven went to 306 and Ser Min in 304. No Castor 8 ppl in there but at least she has 12 EX-classmates! I got a raw deal and it pretty much sucks. So grateful there's Anmari and Fin. Honestly, I'd dunno what to do without them. Lol. Totally dunno anyone. At least Calven has plenty of OG people in 306. Majority of C8 went to 308. Great. At least the CT was quirky Mr Conrad. Brightened up my day. A little. Don't really like MJ's shirt...material is like a coupla times thicker than the NC one. Was sweating all day. =S Still not used to it. H2 Maths was nothing. They showed us the basic thing to do with a graphic calculator. The guy even showed us pictures he DREW on it. There was a bug, a frog, and a HUMAN FACE COMPLETE WITH SHADING. Guy must have a lot of time on his hands. Now I know what maths professors do all day in a room alone with their calculator. Well, I'm not sure if he's a professor, but with his skill at GC, he's pro enough to be one. XD 2.5 hour break spent in the library. Spent the 1st 50 mins or so attempting to read a H2 biology book for fun. =X After Calven left for Chinese, swapped to a book called Lonely Planets. Pretty good. At least I had something to do. Figured I was one of the few who was actually reading and not slacking off. Went to chemistry where I couldn't find anyone. Bumped into Sheng Yang. P6 friend..cool. We both did combined, and were pretty jammed. Came home and I managed to figure it out. Whew. I can't slack in Chem. Went for bio..w/o notes, so she just did admin matters only. Learnt Calven was ACCEPTED into..uh..SP right? cant remember. Anyway he thinks he should continue with JC, since he's alr bought the uni and has to do 1 month of it. So what should he do now? Went for PW lecture. It was a sleepfest. I tried to fight dozing off as Mr. Hon was a coupla rows behind me only. =S Still didn't make it. The teacher is kinda funny...keeps on using "ok" and "right". Then went on to econ, which was a total f***up. Tired, I tried to interpret the sitting arrangement AND SAT IN THE WRONG EFFING PLACE. I tried again, and went to the wrong place. Right one was opposite. The teacher started counting down and I rushed over, and couldn't find my class. Well, kinda..I went to the place and realised I couldn't recognised anyone, wth. Everyone was settling down, so I just gave in, gave up, and surrendered. Surrendered myself to the vagaries of life, surrendered myself to this sucky day, and I just sat down. Away. In a corner. As far from another human I could find. I sat there emotionless, expressionless,unfeeling throughout all the jokes which everyone laughed at. Waiting for the lesson to be over so I could go home. The teacher dragged on, but the moment it was over I just upped and left. Finito. Met Fiona outside so I went with her to the busstop, and then Calven came. Along with Luther. We all took the bus home. Got off, got to my bike, to find a pleasant surprise waiting for me. Either deliberately, or by accident, my bike was off angle. the metal on my chain which was just nice in a tight loop about my bike and the post, had scraped several portions of the decal off and some paint. On reflection, it was probably deliberate as there were several horizontal scratches in the same direction suggesting some one had repeatedly, tugged or pulled at my bike, causing the metal part of the chain to scrape against it several times. Great. CSI Kenneth. A great end to my day. of course there was no way to take that MF down, so I can only do this. On second thought, forget it. I had orginially written down that I had cursed him/her and etc. to an incredibly detailed and horrible fate, but what's the point? I'll keep it within me. You see, I do believe in Karma/Good Deeds, or whatever you call it, so i'll just do the short version. The point is, it'll catch up with you, and when it does, I hope I'll be up there laughing while you rot in hell for the rest of eternity. Douchebag. Thanks for putting a nice end to my incredibly sucky day. It's made worse now after I came online...but thats nothing I'd like to talk about. Feel the urge to make a darker, more depressed, and morbid logskin but I lack my fonts. Crap. Next time. Really feeling like it now...all my cool fonts in the infernal hunk of junk. My pentium 4.