i've got enough of this crapped up crap of assessment books, but i just exceeded my assessment book capacity by 100%! shock. on normal weekends, i do 2 assessment books, but 4 this weekend (mind u i'm toking only 'bout Sat and Sun), i did 4!!! i'm doing my 4th one now. it's english. u can probably guess the other 3 assessment books that i did. die.
okay, i've restricted myself from using the computer upstairs (MY computer) so i've taken 2 using this computer here on the 1st floor. i live in a terrace, dun 4get, or i'll personally come 2 u'r house (and i won't care wad u r doing be it bathing or doing homework) and conk u on u'r head, HARD (since when was i soft in any aspect?).
so now i've almost finished the english, just the compre 2 go. yes, the compre, 10 questions still waiting 4 me. so, 4 the millionth time: CAN I like, umm, DIE NOW? hopefully u won't answer yes, or i'll curse u into the next century, whether u like it or not. so yes or no? u noe, the latter's not an option. u gotta pick that, or i'll hex (even though i've no magic) u into the next mellinium and u'll nvr get the chance 2 get 2gether wif u'r crush! MUA HA HA HA HA! (am i evil or wad? and do u even hav a crush? if not, i'll consider the punishment again, but i'll still hex u into the next mellinium but wif another motive, u gotta admit, i'm EVIL!!!)
i've just finished compiling my portfolio 2 show 2 rgs when i go 4 my interview 2morrow, n i've memorised the short presentation of myself (which, from the comments from my friends, is not even used at all). i hope all goes well, wish u luck 2, LingYing. lol. i hope she wishes me luck back. i'm gonna need all the luck i can hav. i hope my legs are never gonna turn 2 jelly (ok, i take back wad i said of never being soft in any aspect) when i see the interviewers. my life has officially ended. well, i just 4got 2 write my will. how sad. i just hope nothing of mine goes to my sister. if they give my drawings 2 her, she's gonna show the world just how badly i drew. o shit (i didn't mean 2 b that vulgar, but it still beats saying f***, which i'll never use 2 curse anybody, at all, from, umm, ever since my life started. happy? so today was boring.
*Church*
my father and i were fighting over a piece of newspaper cutting from 2day's life newspaper, well, it wasn't exactly a NEWSpaper cutting, it was a SUDOKUpaper cutting. my father wanted to do it. lol. he gave me a hint bcos' i got stuck 4 an hour and the rest just comes smoothly like someone had just oiled the rusty (and still rusty) corks and gears and knobs in my brain. seriously, i took 3 hours to complete that sudoku puzzle. tut tut. rachelle, rachelle, u'r losing u'r footing, not that u have any in the first place.
next, my brother played the sudoku game on my mother's handphone, and he played difficult and his time was 5 min 26 seconds. he sucks at losing and i rock at losing. how much does that tell u about where i stand compared 2 him in sudoku? after 5 games, i managed to beat him, by about 28 seconds. that was cool, but then he played again and beat me by 3 seconds, no fair. (beating as in completing the puzzle quicker)
*Lunch*
we settled at a hawker centre near my church. and the table we sat at was one with a bowl of uneaten noodles, and the funny thing was, its cold, and it's not even half eaten. i mean like, which idiot would leave a bowl of untouched noodles which he paid 4 and leave it on the table 4 every one 2 see? when my parents went off 2 order the food, a cleaner came and whisked the bowl off the table, pour the uneaten contents into the trash bag attatched 2 her trolley and went off. amazing. my sis and i were laughing like xiao.
o yea, and during then, my bro seemed 2 have lost all sense of where he was (he had his iPod wif him and his earphones stuck in his ear) and was singing at the top of his voice, and it attracted the looks of quite a few fellow eaters (what r they called?). and guess what? he didn't even notice.
