The 9th.

You know, I was bloody trembling and tensed for the whole of today.
Come on, seriously, if you were getting back your O level results today; You will be scared too.
With the exception of dena ^______^
Anyway, I'm just glad to say that the majority managed to pull through. With news spreading that there's an unfortunate person in 4A getting a C, we were all dumbfounded and appalled. Oh yes, I think it's then, that we really prayed.
I am sure Wei Chao's appeal will be accepted. I mean, his Chinese really is good. I guess it's just a twisted case of luck that cost him the B. Hey, I'm sure you will be getting straight As' during O level.
Top scorers of the 07 batch got 10 A1s. I don't know how they do it, and I sure as hell don't want to know. Their studying techniques will most probably slaughter me. Oh ya, and there's the level of intelligence as well.
Ha.
Lessons were slack today. We had the A Math test- I practically guessed the last 2 answers, they cost me 5 marks. And then, there was SS- No need to study, it's SBQ. And as always, I was left scratching in futility for the link.
Damn.
Justina Tey didn't come to school today. DW's has a rather simple theory and explanation for her disappearance; I'm keeping mum because I think her teaching style is ok and I so want to get an A2 for Biology.
We ended up doing Physics; I was lost once again with the numerous equations to be used. Melting point...Boiling point...Specific Heat Capacity.. Wtf?

Recess. Everyone converged at the table and were busy discussing the Chinese results. 4Aers' were left clueless and were groping the air for answers.

Then. Then the fun part.
It turned out that the English teacher wasn't there and the Chinese teacher was too busy with the O levels. So, we practically had 3 periods free.
The first was spent completing some homework due next week.
No one had the mood to do some serious revision.

Then, during the Chinese lessons, bright me thought of playing Truth-Or-Dare.
I ended up the only soul with the gall to do the "dare" while the rest of the gu-niangs chose to tell truths that were peppered with so much ambiguity.
Erm. I was made to:
Place a finger to my lip and stand at the part of the classroom for like 10-15 seconds? Lame
Then, I had to use a broom to dust off a sex-maniac's leg. No kick.
I was made to say "Give me your love" to that same sex maniac and also got "banged" by him. Nah, my heart belongs to someone else already.
I had to sit on Sheng Yang's lap. Just within 3 seconds, the both of us decided it was enough.

The acts were all very simple. There wasn't much spice and excitement in the entire act. I guess I was the only one with the right mind to think of weird dares.
Like getting Glen to pole-dance with the broomstick.
And getting Nicolas to dance.
And getting De wei to dance again.
Making Glen to take pseudo neoprints; He ended up squatting down and pulling his ears at the back of the classroom.

No one did the pole-dancing. Kinda disappointing.
But I did do a bit of dancing myself when I got my A2 for Chinese. It wasn't really a dance, just mad hippity hop around and prancing about. I don't think anyone noticed as they were all too engrossed in that piece of slip they had.
Gee, dancing is kind of enjoying. Maybe I will try it out sometime.
Ha!

Now that the Chinese paper trauma is settled, all that's left is the Chemistry test on thursday and Geography paper on...God knows when.
And there's 14th February as well. Gah. Lonely again. Sigh