Well, today my chinese orchestra teacher returned me my sleeping bad JUST WHEN I am having a heavy bag to lug home, all my dratted home econ things.So, poor old me, had to lug a huge sleeping bag and a heavy bag home ): do you know that students have died from falling off the balcony because of heavy loads? Get my point: stop giving students too much heavy textbooks.
Anyway there is the crazy drummer downstairs making noise. I wonder if i'll be able to sleep now.
I ended school today at 1.40 and the last three periods were home econs. We couldn't even concentrate at all, Ho Sung, Ain and me were looking like drug addicts who had large eyebacks.
the teacher with a stomach that looked like it was about to pop ( I must stop critizing people.) Mrs Lim was a beeg fat grouch. Maybe it's like something called post natal depression? I don't know. But anyway Huiyi said that she was like that the whole time.
We ate our sardine rolls for lunch. It was okay, seriously. Dhurga said that Gayatri's rolls tasted like pung sai.