FUEL THIS FLAME IM BURNING
yesterday was the last night of Mumba Water Festival. i went with dunnie and tharinee. it was supposed to close at 11.30pm. by the time we got there was already close to 9. i so damn badly wanted to sit on the rides. sat on the hill to watch the fireworks. im a major sucker for fireworks and then bloody hell, the rides all just closed after that and we didnt get to sit on anything. so wtf la.
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maths lecture was a killer. it was the last period and my brain was just dead. it sucks cause i cant remember anything i learnt in sec 4. damnit. anyway, for drama today, we played poison ball. when you get hit, you have to give the sound and dying motion. and we do all sorts of really cool stuff. ive gotta come up with a mime for term 1 test. for psychology tutorial today, since we are learning theories, testing hypothesis and stuff, some dumbass group tried to be funny and gave myall girl group this theory: your penis size is related to your shoe size. e.g. the bigger your shoe size is, the bigger your penis is. is it true?? oh well, so for the whole lesson we were just discussing on bloody penises the whole time.damn funny la.
the good thing about the subjects that im taking is that they're all so interesting, as in its nice to know about them, but not actually have shit and tests about them. like for lit now, we're doing poems mainly about racism. blacks vs white society. but it gets so bloody cheem sometimes. and like for history of ideas, currently its like christianity and judism. hell yea its interesting, but when you have to write like over a 1000 plus word essay on all this stuff, its really T.T cause sometimes i have no idea what they're talking about and its very opiniated and involves hell lot critical thinking and given our education system(in spore), im not so used to this kinda stuff completely.
i was halfway typing this post until some fucker just set the fire alarm in my apartment off. and i went down, the entire building was evacuated, the fire engine and brigade was all downstairs. wtf.
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like a bed of roses, there's a dozen reasons in this gun.
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