MONDAY
Did homework with XX because i dont feel like going home. Wasted lots of money on bus and mrt trips. Mr Ong looked into the classroom when we were having Lit lesson because all of us were lying on the floor.
We were trying to be like the Ken in "Whose Life Is It Anyway" - paralysed. We even had to use our mouth to write our names.
TUESDAY
CCA was long. Got home at 7.
WEDESDAY
Even longer. 3 hours of O level music lesson. Suddenly, everything feel so unfamililar. Classical music? The composer? The century the scores were composed? The type of music? Whoa. My brain gonna burst. Suddenly, music seem evil...
Plus, another hour of piano lesson. Didn't reach or eat dinner until it was 8.15.
TODAY
I feel really bad for Mr Ang. Its hard being a teacher. But its harder to be a teacher who the class make fun of. I feel so sorry for him DDD:
I hate my seating arrangement. I feel more comfortable seating behind XX. I jogged 5 rounds around the school without stopping. Please remember that I havent been exercising for 3 months.
