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Friday, November 16, 2007

Our math class' girls went crazy today. The XL Asians were sorta feeling their faces and slapping themselves (which i find hugely ironic but i shall not enlighten you as to why), the XS Asians were yakking merrily on about nothing in particular, singing that depressing song of Boings, and going on and on about waxing and shaving of the human leg.
What happened to MATH?
i got fedup halfway cos its the same stupid type of question over and over again and for some reason, it was pissing me off. It was WASTING BRAIN POWER.
Ok see. If the amount of brain power channelled into doing Repetitive, Pointless Questions was redirected into cancer research etc, there would actually BE a cure for cancer by now.
T.S.A.T.B kept tripping me up (as usual) and Pub REFUSED TO LET ME PLAY IN PEACE DURING BREAK TIME (not that i really minded, but i can't play in front of a pro, its like ban men nong fu) Oh and English was like the best class of today. Me, Giant Killer and Mister meh were in a group together, and initially our play was gonna be me and giant killer as the happily wed couple and mister meh as the marriage counsellor, and everything was going pretty much fine until mister meh asked:
"So, what's wrong with your marriage?"
I don't know why this popped up in my head, but i just went and said, "We're not having sex anymore."
and then they cracked up and after that, nothing else would work.
Ordinarily, We three would have made a good team in comedy. It's easy for me to impromptu, but once you start setting boundaries and putting me on the spot, i Can't act anymore. and for some reason aruond Giant Killer AND mister meh, i always get pretty fidgety and feel out of place.
Boing and T.S.A.T.B have told me that Red Apple is beginning to sound like me. Initially, i thoroughly OBJECTED TO THAT INJUST STATEMENT. And then today i caught her saying the same thing as me about 3 or four times,so i guess she IS A BIT!!! GAHH~!!
Musical practices are intensifying and i swear my keyboard has a mind of its own. You have NOT experienced mortifying embarrassment until you play an obnoxious, overly-loud, FLAT note while in the middle of a rehearsal, and All Eyes turn to stare at you.
AND FOR GOD'S SAKE, HOW ON EARTH DOES A KEYBOARD BECOME FLAT??!!
We're a full day rehearsal tomorrow. Doomsday once again approacheth.
I can't wait for Boing to do his dance thing. Sha sha shaaa! XD

and now, go look at my darling Jap Guitar 02~!

posted @ 12:55 AM

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