hey bitch
i really would give a shit. but if that's the way you're gonna be, you're just not worth it.
let me tell you again why this school's a huge joke. this morning, in the principal's address to the assemblage, he spoke strongly about how he wanted every student to make it to university and ultimately, get their mortarboard. there was a ripple of perplex murmurs in response to this and somewhere, one *jcian said:(scornfully) doesn't he mean "murtabak"?oh, sweet lord. not only does it not make any sense whatsoever (picture me gesticulating wildly while saying the italicised), how is it that these people do not know what a mortarboard is? don't we see it all the time on tv? the happy tossing thereof during a graduation scene with some incredible force that prevents anyone from getting hit when the hats-of-triumph are on their triumphant path down to earth? isn't that what we are all working towards?? i was inordinately saddened to hear such foolishness voiced.
actually, not really, la. i was quite delighted. what idiocy, right?
but i have to say that i've never seen people getting hit by their mortarboards after they throw them into the air. in she's all that, random dramas and most recently in laguna beach. it's like magic.
after school, rushed down for gym finals. yay, sn! talking to the seniors made me feel v small and insignificant 'cause all of them are like so smart, so accomplished. worse still, they said it was not v hard to get into nus medicine or law (they would know, they made it, didn't they?). don't really know how the team did since left before prize presentation but i should think the usual la huh. broke tradition because arlana had dance and denyse, a class reunion. had dinner with clara at newton circus even though we agreed to be partially anorexic so we'd go back to our sec school weight. tch whatever. i feel like i've got work to do now. |