Hi, little cherries.
Hell week's over! Hooray! We get to go to a barbecue! Hooray!
I'm so happy! Hooray!
But only for a while. My typing regains to normal.... I'm rather mad now, because I've been studying since morning, when I came back from Cold Storage.
A summary of the Hell Week.
Monday: Went for Math Intensive and Supp. 8-12. Almost couldn't wake up. Reached school rather late, but was okay. Skipped band to go for NJC Admission Test, where I met Rebec, Val, SQ and HT. With their parents. Except for HT, that is. Did alright, I guess. Probably flunked the Abstract Reasoning, but... nevermind, I guess.
Tuesday: Still felt unwakable. Went for Math Intensive and Supp again. Reached school frickin' early. Went out with SQ and Val to eat McDonalds. Ate the Chicken Sandwich. Which I would proceed to eat for the next three days.
Wednesday: Math Intensive. Supp. No band. Went home and slept. Then studied.
Thursday: Chinese Supp. Found out I was transferred to Xie lao shi's class. Overjoyed? Nah. I proceeded to have the most boring lesson in my life. No, I didn't find it especially boring, but I nearly fell asleep. Went out for McDonalds again. Chicken Sandwich Set again. $2 only, you know.
Friday: Hip! School Concert! Studied in the morning, called SQ to chat for awhile, then chionged out of the house to school at 10 30. Reached nearly late. Mr Daryl/Darryl Wee asked us to bring the timpani down the stairs then we all carried it down. :) Then when everything was in the lorry we took attendance, went up the bus. Then we transferred to another bus. Sat with... Valynn. Listened to Zen. Reached NY rather quickly and saw some NYCB people there. They were giggling their heads off. Percussion sat in the Siew May Auditorium while the rest of the band went to practise. Go Drummers! I stoned for awhile then played the Laughing Game with... Man Hon, Zhen Yi and Zhang Chen (the cute one). The whole band went into the waiting room and got a muffin. Ate it. Cai Bin spilled everything. Mrs Ow yelled at him. Then he had to eat with the rubbish box on his lap.
Then Percussion stayed in the room while the rest of the band practised. (I told you, percussion rawks, alright?) We went to change into our uniforms... some of the boys just stripped their tops in the room. Then Cai Bin peed in the toilet. Purposely, I think.
SKIP
Then we performed. Tah-dah.

Ta-ta for now. I'm sleepy.