This morning, I asked my mother to tell Ms Woon about the problem with Mr Eng. Then, she got overdramatic and told me to tell all my classmates to ask their parents to stay behind. Then, after the Teacher-Meet-Parents session, my mother would lead all of them to the principal's office to demand for an explaination on why we haven't finished the syllabus. So I told everyone (nearly) about my mother's masterplan. Samantha said that my mother is and I quote "cool". Well, and a bit overdramatic. She likes to make big fusses over small little things.
Anyway, we practised for our oral conversations today and I received a score of 14/16 by Izzati and Chang Song each. I didn't need any prompts because I just blabbered on about how America is facing an obesity problem because they eat a lot of junk food. Then, there was another question on if Singapore should conserve its traditions and stuff, and I digressed on how teenage girls nowadays are wearing "outlandish" and "risque" clothes such as spagetthi straps and tight jeans until you could see the panties and ultra push-up bras (like Jacintha's! Hahaha!). Ok, I didn't say the last one.
I'm going to be a facilitator tomorrow! Hooray for me!