finally, i'm taking my first step to be a Marat Safin wannabe. tennis with dennis today. sorry, just couldn't help make fun of his name. first lesson was rather slow-paced. but it's natural for it to be that way i guess. maybe i can join the tennis team or something if i get into a JC after my results which are DAYS AWAY. i'll join to make up the numbers.

oh die. days away.

school was shit today. had the chemistry test. the guy i was supposed to copy from was scared shit-less about being spotted, even though for a teacher to spot someone peeking in the auditorium was like looking for a needle in a haystack. i didn't get to see much but i managed to do 2 of the 3 questions. question 1 made no sense. everyone in the LT felt the same way i guess. especially since you could hear the united rustling of the paper as everyone flipped over the page to look at question 2, almost immediately upon getting the paper. but screw it anyway.

i was desperate to do some lame, stupid crap in maths lecture again. i ripped off pieces of paper and wrote "Boo... flick this around the LT" in them and rolled them into little balls. then i flicked them to another row and flicked some more. after a while you could see little white balls sailing overhead in the LT. the other day some dudes took a piece of foolscap and wrote "If you can read this, say 'aye'..." in them. then, they held it up for the people behind them to read. you could hear the LT going "aye. aye. aye. aye." i plan to fly a paper plane next math lecture. heck, if i'm going to enjoy my last days of non-seriousness in (s)RJC, i might as well do some lame-ass shit while i can. it's not something you do every day.

oh crap. i have to do some Chinese essay and there's a math test tomorrow. screw the math test, Chinese essay is my priority cause i don't want to piss off my nice Chinese teacher.

"Light makes shadows fall
Surrounded by each other..."