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 Friday, March 31, 2006

This week, as you have all already concluded, has been as enjoyable as

a) Using a porcupine as a bath sponge
b) Sitting next to a chalkboard with vampires sharpening their teeth on it
c) Being an ant around me

I think statement c needs some explanation. For some reason, I've grown increasingly biased towards those cute little scuttling creatures after some of their comrades decided to get onto me and sink their teeth into my nice microscopic pores.

As such, I have decided to conceive an AEP, aka Ant Eradication Plan (not Art Elective Programme). Every time an ant comes in sight, I command my left hand to grab my shoe off my right foot, bend down, and slam my shoe with a flourish on what would later be a nondescript little black dot to be flicked away lazily by my glorious finger.

Finally all the assignments and such are more or less over, but next week shall crush me like an ant with the deluge of tests. Also, the week ended with a finishing touch with me getting a glorious detention for forgetting to do my psychology homework once. And this once, Ms OC (for a lack of a better description) decided to check our work. Little Miss Midget, the confused, disorganized person she was, towered over me (get the irony?) and shouted at me when the other three-quarters of the class had not done their work either. Talk about picking on people.

Maybe she's just being racist. After all, I'm 'unique' in the psychology class.

Sadly, I didn't have my music lesson during OC's biology lesson again. She got rather irritated by that last week, as I'd already said. Anyway, during music, my teacher went rather berserk and said that with the song I was playing, I could go for a competition. I started rabidly 'coughing', but I think she thought I was just sick. I ended up sounding like Darth Vader suffering from a cardiac arrest at the end of music, and thus forgot to get my book on Scales back from my teacher.

I shall go off to bed after this exhausting week, and really, I doubt I'll be able to start on Chapter 12 & 13 of Cgers till next friday or something. Revision for tests comes first due to the reluctance of my eardrums to be subjected to torture.

And as a finishing note... YAY TO DETENTION! (draw your own conclusions...)

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