I made the most stupidest dumbest most stupidest mistake ever in my entire life!! No, I didn't throw myself out of a moving car and got run over three times by a truck, I stupidly volunteered for some 'Life Sciences' thingy for the Open House. Actually, Ms Woon was the one who forced me to volunteer. I just had to, with her forceful persuasion, nobody could back out. So, I was all, OK... Then, when we were about to meet Ms Lela, I was told the the Open House would be on 5th November, which is like, the first Saturday of Hari Raya aka the third day of Hari Raya. And that totally sucks! I saw Ms Woon and asked her if I could just take my name out, and she was all cranky and such and said that I could just visit at night. I mean, my family isn't the type that goes jalan raya at night. I am so going to tell on my mother. I hope she gets crankier and forcefully persuade Ms Woon and Ms Lela to back me out. Now I have to stay back after school tomorrow to do the preperations and I have to lend my CSI DVDs to her because she wants to lure the primary school kids in. I mean, which primary school person loves science and DNA? Even I didn't when I was in primary school. I'd like to meet a primary school kid that watches CSI like as if their lives depended on it. AND (!!!) I have to go to school on Saturday. I actually planned the Saturday to seriously clean up my room. Now my dreams are crushed. Everybody's going to go in my room and compare it to a pigs' sty (which I think is not very different). Actually, I still have Sunday and Monday and Tuesday and Wednesday, but don't take away my time management! It makes my mind at ease when I know that I could plan my time! BTW when the hell did Temasek have a 'Crime Lab' filled with DNA stuff in the first place? Try building a Life Sciences Lab instead of some stupid resting home shelter for kids when there is a den! Try to follow the success of Dunman!
BTW my cheap school is ordering everyone (including Mrs Ou-Yang, I believe) to bring their own rags because the school just wasted every single cent (from the donations that we were forced to give, with care) of the school fund to the resting home shelter, and so, we cannot afford more expensive old rags. Poor thing Jesse McCartney doesn't live in Singapore. Temasek could just go to his house and take all his clothes and everyone doesn't have to bring their own rags.
Mrs Ou-Yang is unfaithfully leaving our school. We're gonna have a grand ceremony when she comes. I hope we don't have to wave our rags at her and inform her that we're scrubbing and cleaning the school. That would be a bit too cliche. She's leaving for Cedar Girls'. I bet she's really relieved and now, she doesn't have to care anymore. OK, I better shut up or the school will hate me for life.
Today I met with some woman who bragged with her friends that her son is taking his O Levels in Cape Town or something in some fancy-shmancy boarding school. Firstly, Ha! Secondly, isn't it the same? Then she bragged that there were Australians and Europeans and Africans (duh!) and that boy might actually meet Keenyah! Poor him. He might get eaten alive or something.
I still don't understand why Ms Woon volunteered me. It seems like as if the school is plotting a small attack on me. Maybe they read my blog. Maybe I'm born with it, maybe it's Maybelline!
Alien from Planet Jupiter? No. It's just Naima. Haha! I'm so hating Naima. I bet Kahlen fans all around the world are doing this kind of voodoo to her. Haha! I bet she's going to cry ever-so-fakely when she comes across my blog.