Let me do a quick recount.
Maths on Tuesday sucked. It's a confirm fail. Bus Driver kept 'coughing' when he walked past my table. Yay, my answers are wrong!
Wednesday was good. Econs paper. None of my business.
Thursday was Chemistry 3. Sucked totally. I forgot how to do NMR...can you believe it?! Anyway, found out today that Wong Tze Yang's the chief examiner, not Lim Jen See.
Today was HCl 1 and 2. 1 was fair and 2 was bad. I cant believe this man, I shouldnt have studied at all. All the content of the notes we studied could not be put to use in paper 2 today. Plus, I forgot how to write some guy's name and left it blank. Mr Sim is so going to go 'huh' when he mark my papers. Answers were basically crap. Wrote around 10 pages for paper 1 and 19 pages for paper 2. My hand's pronounced dead from this moment onwards...ok...I'm still able to type, not that bad I guess.
Of all people to walk past when my transition lenses were changing colour, I had to walk pass David Loh. Eileen, hy and me were walking back from the sports complex when we passed by Oldham Wing and sway sway David Loh appeared with that Bryan Chua-lookalike Biology teacher. We were climbing up the stairs when they came down from the staff room. Why does David Loh got to have such good eyesight??! We were like one whole flight of stairs away from him and he could still see my lenses. I knew nothing good was going to happen because he stood there and waited for us.
David Loh : Very sunny meh? Need sunglasses...I dont even dare to wear you dare to wear?(luckily not in a menacing tone)
Eileen : Sir, it's not sunglasses, it's transition lenses. High tech lei.
Thanks man! I wouldnt have known how to answer that idiotic statement.
So after when we reached the void deck, he made me stand in the shade and wanted to wait for the lens to change back to their original colour...in the period span of 1s. WTF? Which lenses change so fucking fast one? So I told him they have to take 5 mins to change back then only he left us alone. Fuck. Like it's any of his business what lenses I use...
Prelims started today! This feels so weird, I feel like I'm so old already. Anyway, out of all my exam experiences in AC, today's one has got to be the funniest one. For starters, we were told only today that our index number for prelims would be the A Level one instead of the one we have been using since last year. Yup, so most people did not know their number and therefore the entering of the examination hall took a painfully long time.
Upon entering the examination hall, my class soon realised that Lim Jen See was the chief examiner. How lucky! We took four papers today and so she repeated the examination rules 4 times! Haha, I would die if I had to keep saying the same paragraph over and over. Next up was the checking of ID and entry proof and for my row, the teacher doing so was Mr Patrick Sum. When he reached Andrew, he started scolding him because Andrew's picture on his ID was covered with Ferrero Rochre Fererro Rocchre some chocolate brand stickers.
Pat Sum: How do I know this is you? Supposedly Mr Andrew Chia?
Andrew: ...
Pat Sum: You didnt even bring your entry proof! And this card is from ACS. This is ACJC!
WTF? I thought as long as can prove your identity, who cares where it's from?
Pat Sum: Bring your passport and entry proof tommorrow!(throws the card back at Andrew)
That was GP Paper 1. For GP Paper 2, another woman checked Andrew's card and this time she was so evil as to hand the card over to Jen See. After the paper, Jen See called Andrew up to collect his card and asked where on earth does he look like that chocolate brand and made him stand on stage to peel off the stickers.
During Physics Paper 1, Andrew was about to sit down in his seat when he got hurried by Mr Lee Thien Hoe. Haha, every paper also get scolded! For some reason or another, Jen See made my row stay back for area cleaning... WTF? Who the hell was talking? And why would there be anything to clean up after a MCQ paper?! If it were GP, I would have had understood because people might crush papers up and throw them all over but MCQ??!
Physics Paper 2 was even funnier because Lim Oon Hua was there. She made 2 guys stand up because they were talking. However, one guy continued to talk and she went:
Lim Oon Hua: You, come in front. Go stand at the door there and talk to the door!
OMG! That was really funny considering that everyone in the radius of 10km could hear her clearly...Since many people didnt know their index numbers, the collection of GP papers took a long time. However, after 3 papers, you would think that people would have had learnt their lessons. Apparently, one did not. So Mr Lee Thien Hoe went, 'This is your 3rd paper and you still can write your index number wrongly.' After he said that, one of the female teachers said to him,'4th paper la.' Haha, she had to say through the mike! I loved the examination atmosphere today!....although the papers all sucked.
Sidetrack: Watched Battle Shinhwa on Arirang TV just now. Yayaya, I know this is like a damn old show but whatever la. So when Hyesung came on TV, I was like staring intently at the TV when my mum commented that he looked like a woman, not man at all. Wa lau...how can say Hyesung like that? So I replied, 'A bit girly nice what...' Guess what she replied? 'Man should look like a man...' WTF? How the hell is a man man supposed to look like? Anyway, I think my mum would seriously be freaked out by the time I bring my boyfriend(if I ever get one that is...where's Hyesung prime??!) home because 9 out of 10 chances he'll look like a girl...wahaha!!
I hate public toilets! Today I went to use the toilet in the library and felt really disgusted. The very first cubicle was previously used by someone who could not even flush after doing her business, and it was not a small one. Moving on to the second cubicle, someone left her newspaper in the toilet after usage. However, her newspaper was sandwiched between the toilet cover and seat. WTF? Who places their newspaper like that? It made me wonder what the contents were in the toilet bowl that made the person do so. Hmmn, I really pity the cleaner who has to remove the newspaper later. The third cubicle was slightly better, as in there were no left-over contents in the toilet bowl. However, the floor was filled with black footprints. If it had been raining, I would understand why there were footprints, but today was a bright and sunny day! So...where did the water come from?
On my way home in the MRT, a China lady who was showing off her rather populated midriff to the whole world decided to ask for directions. Of all the Chinese-speaking she could have had asked, she chose to ask an Indian guy who obviously did not know Chinese. Failing to get an answer from him, she proceeded to ask the foreigner(ang-moh) guy next to him...She chose to ask the Indian guy, the ang-moh guy but just refused to ask me, who at least looks more Chinese then them. She then started blaming the two poor guys who could not give her a satisfactory answer, rather loudly in Chinese...Wa lau, it was like her own fault that she picked two obviously non-Chinese people to answer her question posed in Chinese.
After alighting at my stop, I met my sister and went with her to KFC to buy food. Usually the people serving in fast-food restaurants are old folks, however, today the people serving were a bunch of young guys. Considering the guy who served us was rather new(judging from his age), he wasn't really clear about the prices of this 3-pc chicken offer so he went to ask the manager but she wasnt there so he asked the guy next to him instead.
Barry(the guy serving us): Eh, how much is this ar?
Johnathan(obviously who): (answered some price)
Barry: For how many pieces?
Johnathan: Two.
Barry: (checked the paper again)It's 3 pieces la...you chicken nugget...
Hahaha, that was like so freaking funny and I couldn't stop laughing till my face turned as red as Guan Gong's. I mean, why even bother to ask in the first place when the dumb price list's placed in front of him. And, why is the guy called chicken nugget? Haha. He's too cute to be called chicken nugget anyway...:D
Next, the drink he gave us was very diluted and my sister required a change. And, horrors of horrors, he just poured away the liquid in the cup right into the sink and refilled the cup! So unhygenic!!
I am so fricking pissed now...at my classmate, A. Apparently he went to tell my friend, B, something that resulted in B avoiding him currently. Therefore, now A's trying to salvage this friendship by asking for advice about how to go about doing it.
Last Friday, A came over to C's(another of my friend) table and starting talking about this matter. I felt rather strange as A doesnt usually talk to us normally, let alone talk about his troubles. Anyway, we still listened. In the middle of the conversation, when we reached the topic of B avoiding him, he started to be rather agitated and his hands were gripping the table. Plus, his tone started to change and his face darkened. He started going on about him not knowing the reason as to why B's avoiding him, and his tone wasnt really friendly to us, considering that we were only listening and not the person who agitated him. Who on earth said that you can anyhow show your temper in front of us, who aren't even your really good friends and that we did not even do anything to you?! In addition to that, why the hell is A talking to us only after something happened between him and B?
Today, for some reason or another, A came over and talked to me in a very suppressed tone, as if any moment he would flare up or something. 'Stop bitching okay. I just want to get the photos and nothing else.' Then A left. WTF? All I was doing there was to ask Tommie how to do a Physics questions and where the fuck does bitching come in? And who told A that he had the right to just scold me like that? Whatever happened between him and B is seriously none of my business, just that B's my friend only. I dont see why he's talking to us, B's friends, all of a sudden, after he was being such an asshole...Plus, he called me childish last Friday. Who died and gave him the right to call me childish? Fuck.
