lately i've been having headaches.. no, not the sick type (i know the difference) but just from being so awfully tired.. but no matter how much i try to sleep, i can't.. until late at night when i finally manage to sleep.. and all too soon it's the next morning and i'm running late for school again.

usually i love tuesdays. today was an all right tuesday :p started off with me getting to my locker and mr. raymond tie popping out of absolutely nowhere and screaming in my ear -.- too early in the morning for such shock treatments i shrieked quite loudly. i reckon mr. raymond tie might be just a tad stressed out from the formal +_+ he is behaving extremely weirdly and erratically indeed.

had double eng first - had my eng outcome +_+ it was piss easy :p after all it's personal reflective/imaginative, how hard can that get?

followed by double gen. where i practically fried my brain cells trying to work out surds and those stupid things called irrational numbers -.- i mean who cares, it's not like we're gonna use surds in everyday life..

*scenario*
at the grocery store..
lady : how much is that?
cashier : its -1/9 root 32894721897412 a^2 b^8
lady : *grabs a paper and works furiously*

......five hours, eight broken pencils and four stacks of paper later..
lady : *slowly going mad* *beeep*
cashier : *tap tap tap impatiently on the floor with foot*
( there's a line all the way to the next store by then )

see how complicated surds make our life?? i say, ditch the surds and life would be alot better. you know what's more ridiculous? somewhere in the syllabus is "unreal numbers" uhm.. is it just me? or if the numbers don't exist why friggin' bother? ._.

i always knew mathematicians were slightly addled in the brains.

still haven't gotten my books from katie's locker -.- ( i've been late every single day so far)

winter uniforms awesome.. o.0 i invented the slimy handshake ;) lol..

formal in 3 days.

easter camp in approximately 2 weeks.

i miss singapore. if tickets work out, i'll be back in sunny singapore in 2 months' time! clothes + shoes + tan here i come..!!

ok scratch that. i'm pathetically broke after the formal.