they sing, raindrops falling on my head

oh my goodness i love this song.
so CA's are over, and i'm not as happy as i thought i would be abt it.
but at least can slack more now.

i think i've lost the only tiny bit of sense of humour i had.
today i found that i'm barely laughing at the things that others are laughing in pain at.
and mrs foo didn't like me taking off my shoes during her class.

mrs foo: glenda, this is not your home, put your shoes back on.
glenda: okay. *puts on shoe in a way that some how displeased mrs foo*
mrs foo: and put your shoe on DEMURELY.
glenda: uh, okay.

what on earth does demure mean?
okay nvm.

this year sec ones are not what i expected them to be.
this morning, at the bus stop near the mrt, there were LOADS of students.
then they were like fighting to get on the bus, coz there isn't enough space in the bus to fit all of us in.
and the sec ones from our school were being really really selfish.
they were like shoving ppl aside and walking up the bus like nobody's business.
they think they what? queens?
my foot.
sigh.
nvm, let them be.

but there are nice sec ones.
like lavelle's friend, esther.
always offering cookies to me :)
I LOVE YOU ESTHER!

and i started doing "indian dance"
LOL.
sasha, fuzzy and faray.y danced along!
hahaha.
its not actually dancing, its more like making weird hand motions.
it was like, one time, i was recalling this one time when i watched indian dance performance, and thought it was kinda cool.
then i started day dreaming again.
and when i registered what i was doing, i realised i was doing the "indian dance"
hahaha.
weird.




cookie crisp!