Thursday, May 29, 2008
7.00am: Struggle out of bed.
8.00am: Walk to the bus-stop. Left foot is of different size of right foot and left shoe keeps slipping off. Middle-aged woman looks curiously at me and my different-sized feet. I stare back at her blankly and flare my nostrils to get the ferocious dragonlady look. She looks away.
8.20am: Drop off opposite Trellis Towers, transfer bus. The bus is crowded as usual, the roads are jammed, my arms shake from the effort of holding the horrendously heavy laptop, there are no seats, the people have BO. Nothin' new.
8.50am: Reached school. Aha! Walk to writcom class with Kylene.
9.20am: Stare blearily at teacher. What? What? We are made to do a Classification outline in groups and Yong Jin suggests we do the differences between males and females. I offer to do the biological part. Slap my hand over the laptop screen when I scroll down the wikipedia page and they show a very detailed picture of female genitals.
10.00am: We analyze our classmates' work on their previously done outlines and paragraphs. Me and Nic, we do Yue Jun's. He has done something on Cristiano Ronaldo and Wayne Rooney. We start sniggering. We start typing out our analysis to him. It goes 'HEYYYYY YUE JUN, HERE'S WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOUR THING OKAYYYY... What are the attributes huh? Huh? You wanna fight?' I start laughing madly and also try to delete the stupid bit about fighting (there were loads of other stupid bits but this took the cake) but Nic insists it goes down.
10.30am: When Yue Jun reads out our analysis - titled the Pink Thing - it sounds even more ridiculous thanks to his bland, lifeless tone. I keep vibrating with laughter at intervals. But since Nic laughs out loud and so-heartily, they think she is the one put all the blame on. Ha!
11.00am: We get released an hour early from writcom! We all sit at the student area thing and freak out over impromptu speech.
12pm: Speechcom. We shudder in horror.
12.45pm: I get my topic: interpretation of dreams. I want to die. I don't know a damn thing about dreams, let alone interpretating them! I do some research on my mac but the websites are extremely unhelpful. Goddamnit.
1pm: I finish my speech. Badly. My mind has blanked out as usual and I forgot almost everything I found online which wasn't much to begin with. I am so sure that I've got an F. For a moment tears spring to my eyes but eventually they go away and it's safe to blink again.
2.30pm: We get released early from speechcom! We eat, mug for socpsych quiz, gossip. Well, I don't eat. I was hungry but the speech killed my appetite. All I want to do is go curl up some dark shady corner.
3.30pm: Nic and Kylene give me braiding lessons. Now and then I get it but still rather shoddy. My hair is all layered and thinner now, not much to work with. So I practise on Kylene's hair. Haha so lucky, she is. (okay, why am I talking like Yoda now?) Because her hair is all nice and wavy!
4pm: Socpsych now. I get the uh, urgent urge to peeeeeeee. Unfortunately the female toilet is all the way at the opposite end of the block! That sucks. So guess what I did? I can't believe it either, it was surreal. I went into the boys' toilet! Nic and Amando too, k? Most embarrassingly of all was that the boys wanted to go too. They stood around the doorway and waited for us to finish, all red-faced and whiney and wouldn't let us pee in peace. (Not that they looked under the doors or anything. They just kept complaining.) Whatever. I blushed some too, but mostly I was just relieved that that I was relieved. Hahahaha. Going to poly makes me more thick-skinned.
5.00pm: We write our attitudes about homos and bis down, and our papers get passed to two other ppl in the class and they comment on our attitudes. It was pretty funny. I got Yue Jun's paper. He had written, 'I don't mind homosexuals or bisexuals. a.k.a. I don't care.' What was even funnier was that below someone else commented 'You have no heart.' I started laughing like a loon on loon tablets. I wrote some pretty stupid stuff but whatever.
5.30pm: We get released early from socpsych! I go home, obviously.
I know my blogpost today sounds bland and dead and bored. But you know. I AM TIRED. And tmr - my supposedly free day - I am going to wake up at 8am and go to school because I need to do that damn IS module presentation.
Things to do by Monday:
- Finish radio commercial script
- Finish research and outline on gay essay
i thought the world of you
6:50 PM
