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Author
The author is a paranoid, deranged and cynical misanthrope who records snippets of her life so that she will remember them when she grows old and withered. The identities of any names or initials on this blog are based on the assumptions of the reader unless otherwise specified, and the author claims no responsibility for them.
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The author somehow got into medical school. Yes, you of the general public, shudder and fear the wrath of an inept doctor.
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Reading, Maisy (my dog), tea, writing (albeit badly), piano, music, junk food.
Hates
Almost everything else besides the things mentioned above.
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Bao Cheng' Bernice' Chien Young' Chun Hing' Claire' Faustina' Felicia' Ferly' Gloria' Irene' Irene & Jiaying' Jac' Jiamin' Jiasin' Jiaying' Lutheng' Karene' Marissa' Melesa' Mingyi' My fictionpress' Pamelia' Pei Rong' Qiu Ting' Rachel' Satires Site' Stasia' Sylvia' The Clique' Vinette' Wenjia' Xin Rong' Xue Ying' Yanne & I' Yanne & Jamie' Zeena' 203'
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Thanks all of you for your various tags... Feeling slightly better now. Maybe it's because it's the holidays.
Anyway, the last day of school was crap. We had a mass in the morning, then a food and fun fair which was terribly boring. I ended up dragging my friend up to the grand piano to practice instead.
Thusday was better. We did no work at all (for 4 lessons anyway), so it was really slack and most of the time, we could do anything we wanted (to a certain extent...). We had to watch this stupid reality television show called 'Australian Princess' which is about getting a few bimbos together and making them bitch-fight it out for the crown. Which is not exactly true, but I doubt anyone would be interested in anything else. Anyway, I accused the teacher of making us suicidal by showing us how dumb the world is. She merely laughed at me. Humph.
Science, despite having to do work, was fun. We learnt about nuclear decaying using M & Ms. Like why the probability of a half-life is that way etc... So we were down to turning our last M & M M-up. We were tossing it for about 6 times to no avail. Then an ingenius thought struck me like an asteroid from outer space. What if it doesn't have an M? *gasp gasp* True to my ingenius hypothesis/theory, there WASN'T an M on it, resulting in our group bursting into hysterical laughter. The teacher herself was rather amused (she'd been observing us in our poor attempts to get it M-up).
We had a test last period of the term. How sad... Fortunately, it was just music. So the teacher went 'you may ask me any questions before I start the test'. And thus I brilliantly asked him if he accepted bribes. Sadly, he said no, unless it was really attractive (no, not that way). The test was quite alright, except for a few questions that no one in the class got right. Haha!
Music was really fun last week. We got our composition tests back, and there were 2 verses we had to compose: both were from Aussie poems. One was about this Aussie wild dog called a dingo, and the other was about a bushman trapped in the desert. I was feeling rather vindictive because I did not know what a dingo was (actually, I confused it with a DINGHEY, which is those small little air-pumped boats. So I didn't get it when it said 'the dingo's blood-polluted den'), and was shushed by the relief teacher when I tried asking.
I did pretty well though. Highest levels:). So after explaining it to me, my teacher proceeded to ask my friend for his composition. My friend refused to give it to him, so I loudly (a little too loudly) proclaimed that his dingo ate it (you know, my dog ate my homework). Then I asked if the 2nd poem was a political statement. The teacher asked me how it was, and I sputtered just one glorious word: Bush. Well, it was the first word... Despite the poet being dead for about a 100 years... I was in quite a crazy mood, so yeah...
Holidays are upon me! I'm gonna have to do quite a lot of work though. Firstly, on the first Sunday back to school, we have a Year 10 music recital, of which I'm performing in. Crap. Then there's a whole bunch of assignments due in, and da da da dum... My piano exam on the 4th of Nov. Closely after it comes the IGCSE Science exams (O levels) on the 6th, 7th and 9th of Nov. Great. I've got to mug my ass off right before my birthday. At least I don't have to mug on my birthday.
I am so bored...
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