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Thursday, November 19, 2009

If I don't say this now I will surely break
As I'm leaving the one I want to take
Forgive the urgency but hurry up and wait
My heart has started to separate..

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TODAY was the most adventurous day of my entire high school career hehe. As most of you would know, I wasted all last night contemplating on whether I should grace the school with my presence or not .. but being the good girl I am, this morning I found myself putting on my familiar school shirt & 2nd-hand skirt & hiking towards Baulko armed with nothing but a lunchbox, mobile phone and wallet.

*shakes head* sometimes you just can't break old habits.

So then, after enduring two periods of excessive calculations while using a+d(n-1) and various other formulas, Edmund, Hugh, Florence and I decided that we had enough of this "star student" bullshit and that we should all leg it to my house.

And so we did. The 15min stroll seemed like the Kakoda track, and finally, battered and beaten after combating the 45 degree incline leading up to my house, we arrived at UTOPIA! We watched Jumper, while Edmund raided every single cupboard present within my kitchen, took 2 showers and ransacked my bedroom. Then Bob and Katya came door-knocking to join in the fun as well (:

While we were chillaxing, they were all complaining that I turned the aircon settings to HEAT, when the culprit was so obviously Hugh. Then this evil mastermind flicked all the switches on and off in a rapid succession, and consequently my dad just came home and informed me that our AIRCON IS NOW BROKEN DUE TO MYSTERIOUS REASONS. >_>

GG to me this summer.

At 1 o'clock, ie. the HOTTEST PART OF THE DAY, we decided to stealthily sneak back to "the jail" before our lack of presence is realised. I could literally feel my skin BURNING as we marched and I swear you could've fried an egg, or two, or three .. on it. (hey look that's a series!)

Then time came for period 8. Being the lazy dolebludgers Edmund, Hugh, Benny, Flo and I are, we once again found our asses glued to the seats and refusing to move to our respective science rooms. However, this time we weren't so lucky and were discovered quite quickly by none other than Mrs. Doowrah who accused us of "fractional truenting" or some other allegations of the sort. This then sent us scurrying back into our classes with me getting busted by a sub teacher who said that " I'll (she'll) do something about this."

Oh great. And on another note, I discovered today that the mentor responsible for getting me through the English HSC is Mr. Drofrehtur. Whenever I tell someone that, they snort and burst out in uncontrollable laughter. I think I know what this means - wave goodbye to HSC & ATAR. Maybe if I'm lucky, I'll have an asterix where my ATAR mark should be and receive free drinks at pubs. But I mustn't get my hopes up.

xx.
betty!