yeah, tomorrow is like, CAMP. and its really sucky because we haven't prepared anything for our skit and cheer. although the cheer is already written, nobody knows how it goes yet. except for me, aana, and tan rae lin meridyn.
im really trying to imagine how the dorms are going to look like.. im really wondering. is there going to be a sofa? a kitchen? will the bunks be green? my imagination span can only go that far.
so right, we were at PC period.. you know, the part in class where you are supposed to be discussing crucial camp issues... BUT NO!!!!! she was actually planning to do maths.. mrs grace low.. she made hanan set up the stupid visualiser and we were like okay, she is just going to show us som of izzah's designs or something... but no, she went 'take out ur maths practice book' really you know.. i nearly died of shock... the nerve of her.. so, 3/7 was all "CHER!!! where can??? we have to discuss cheer!!! and costumes!!!! what about the performance!?!!'' she was like, there is nothing to discuss... WHAT THE HELL??? she hasn't even touched the freaking cheer that i worked so long for(three minutes) and she wants to do MATHS!!!!!!! dont get me started on the homework....
and then, the history teacher want to cari pasal with my class.. actually just jia min... she was doing our necklace during history and she scolded her... ( i dun blame jia min, her classes are stone age boring) so what we did, she left her teacher's pass right??? so we hid it... i m not going to tell you where because there might be some goodie goodies out there planning to ruin our plan... so what we are hoping is that she'll get into trouble with MOE and they'll sack her... or even sue her.. or even better, she'll set a reward for the missing pass and we'll claim we found it and demand for twice the reward if we promised not to show the whole world her hideous picture on the pass when her hair was like all AFRO... gross...
Ok, this has turned out to be the longest post i have ever written, wouldn't you say??? i should write like this more often...