Wednesday, January 11, 2006
Yes,I am. forgetful and confused,i mean. that's the title of this post, but of course you can't see it. because my blog layout scheme doesn't work that way.but whatever.i like the layout anyway, but i am going to change it. Change is good,in this case. and probably change the music,too.probably from Damien Rice to Switchfoot.ahhas.
this morning i arrived at sch at 6:30am,very early,considering that i arrived at 7am last year average.anyway i climbed up the stairs, for what seemed like centuries because my classroom is now sadly on the fourth floor.
anyway i thought i was at the fourth level already and so i went down the corridor to the last class in the row.i went in,put my stuff down at my seat.there was only one other person around, a short scrawny little guy who kept looking at me weirdly. i was like 'whaaat?'.i went to my locker and found that it was locked with a lock.
how weird.me and naomi didn't use a lock...maybe huisi accidentally placed it there instead onto her locker's,which is beside ours.but whatever.i'd wait for her to come to class then i take my books.
so i went to the toilet.i washed my face cos i was like damn sleepy.then i went out again and then i noticed a)the bridge connecting the old classroom block to the new block b)the place was full of guys in shorts. and i realized i was in the third level.POO.
so of course i had to go back into that classroom,grab my stuff and head upwards again.tmd,so paiseh.the short guy was joined by another short guy who also found a new hobby in staring weirdly at me. i hope i never see them again.which is 50 percent possible.but whatever.i've already forgotten how they really look like.
and then of course i had to leave my books in 3MD classroom.we have to go there for Chinese lessons and i had left my bloody cl textbook and file under the seat at the back,and didn't notice until after two hours.then have to burst into 3MD classroom and grab my stuff before Mr Lam noticed i was there.at least,i think it was Mr Lam.i only saw the back of the teacher's head,you see.
oh,i hate going home now.i have to take 31 now,alone.i also have to walk to the bus stop by myself now.not a nice feeling. i miss Bayshore Park.the sea.....arhhhh.
[can't you see i want you?]
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