Ugly DODOS and Pretty JACKALS

I think my titles are starting to get a biiit nutty.
But whatever.
Hey all! It's Friday! Woo-hooooooo!
Just the day being Friday makes me feel happy. I don't really know why. It just does. We had Art first thing in the morning. We're doing Claymation. It's terrible, like all projects ever invented. Our dear Art teacher is quite temperamental. But my group (JQ, S, J and me) got off even though our props sucked. And I handed in my Art assignment 3 weeks late and she didn't even blink. Strange.
We also had to do our Lit skit today. It was alright, but it was impromptu. It showed.
Who cares? It's FRIDAY!
But the day hasn't ended yet...oh, no. There are guests coming over to our house tonight. Which sucks. I can't stick guests. They dirty the house, make a lot of noise and steal away my free time.
The thing is, my mom invited a guy I dislike. And his family, of course. He's sort of annoying. I hope he decides not to come.

Cheers,
Mona

Berserk

Hey. It's free period now. Actually, it's going to end in five minutes.
S and I are in the library, reading. S is the sensible one (I think). She reads. She's smart.
Yesterday, I got home around 3, and showered and everything. I had a headache, so I went to sleep at 5. My mom didn't wake me up, so I slept till 4.30am this morning. At 4.30, I got up and did my homework. I wouldn't have bothered if it was any other homework, but it was Maths. The Maths teacher gets peeved quite easily. And the Maths Rep gets annoyed easily, too, if you don't hand up your work on time.
I feel hungry. I ate a digestive biscuit and a cup of Milo this morning for breakfast, but I'm still hungry. M and I took a cab to school today. We usually take the train, so taking a cab was like a luxury for me. Ha. What with the rise in whatever tax.
The bell just rang, but S isn't getting up. Neither do I.
OK, I'll get up, I'll get up. It's Maths next. The teacher's also particular about punctuality. I better go.
Cheers,
Mona

geraniums and ROSES

Guess what?

My cake turned out alright. Even though I didn’t practice. Yeah! But mine isn’t one of the best. D, my classmate, sold out all of her twenty tiny cakes. She sold those 4 for 1 buck. Such a waste. She should’ve been entrepreneur-like and noted the high demand and raised the price. She’s not very bright, D isn’t, but she’s nice and all.

I shall not be childish and shall not mention that my ex-partner, J, didn’t give me any of her delicious-looking chocolate cakes.

I thought we had a bond.

We’re having Computer lessons right now, only...the teacher isn’t here.

Wait...there’s this tech guy here.

Let’s see what he’s saying.

I’m back! It was something to do with launching software. How dull.

My gosh, Mr G’s dress sense is getting better and better. He’s damn stylish! Today, when I first saw him, I was totally ‘Wow!’ But I don’t have a crush on him or anything. I just adore his dress sense.

It’s Assembly after this. Boring. We have to wear ties to it. I once got a pink slip for forgetting to bring my tie. It was embarrassing cause the people who forgot had to stand at the side of the auditorium for everyone to see.

Everyone’s slacking now. And I’m furiously typing this. No one notices; they’re all absorbed in their childish computer games that my 6 year old brother likes to play.

I’m writing this in Word because there’s no bloody connection here in the lab. What you see here has been copied and pasted over.

Ah well, we still have so many projects to complete. Computer, Art, Literature. :/

Crap, it’s time for Assembly.

(Yawn) Cheers,

Mona

PS: I had to post this a day late because I was too lazy to turn on my TPC yesterday.

A very QUEER hiding PLACE

"Let me make it very clear. In this blog, none of the titles shall be related to the subject at hand. The above sentence pretty much sums up the fact that I am nuts. That's something you need to know. Another, my English might get quite irritating."

This is what I wrote for my previous blog. And oh, I didn't write it for a month. I wrote one post.

Maybe I should keep the 'subject' thing that way, as shown above.

Cheers,
Mona

First Things First

I started this blog because I've always liked taking down my thoughts.
Who knows whether it will last? My last blog was long forgotten after posting for a month. I didn't have the time to post back then.
My school lessons require Tablet PCs now, so everyone in the school got one.
So what's owning a Tablet if you don't have a blog? Which is why I've started one again.
I'm in school now, if you haven't guessed, cause we have campus-wide wireless connection and the students like to take advantage of that. I'm waiting for my CCA to start. I'm in the school choir. I joined it because I love singing, obviously. You don't want to be anywhere near the bathroom when I'm showering in it.
But the thing is, although I'm in the choir, I don't know how to sight read and all that crap. That kinda makes it difficult for me to learn the songs, but I manage.
Choir starts at 3.30pm. I'm extremely bored.
I wish we didn't have to go for CCAs. They suck.
There's a stupid Home Ec practical test tomorrow. We have to make cakes. I haven't even practised OR gotten the ingredients ready. Which sucks.
I've got Maths homework. Linear graphs. I suck at drawing graphs. I can manage Algebra pretty well, but graphs somehow siphon away my marks. Bleargh.
There's something you need to know about me. I detest Phys Ed. I'm hopeless at running and games. I'm seriously not a sports person and never will be.
We had the PE test today. It was alright in the sense that I didn't fail anything. It was agonizing, the way we had to do pull-ups and broad jumps in front of half the class. But it's over. That's all that matters. But we still have the 2.4km run left. I hate that.
Anyways, I know I talk a lot. I just like writing, you know? I read so much, I'm surprised my brains haven't fallen out. You could say I'm a bookworm.
Whatever. I think I can't write anymore. I've (finally) run out of words.
Cheers,
Mona