Thursday, April 30, 2009 AT 7:19 PM
Poor seniors...
Oh well... today music lesson? I think we screwed it. Okay, we did screw it.
I arrived early in school today to complete music project.
Then went to Music Room... and we wanted to mix the songs.
So we did, thanks to... duno-who-suggest. It was nice. ^^
But still, I think other groups are better than us. Cause their songs are complicated.
Ours are just... simple and common and really lame.
After that, Chinese Spelling... I forgot one word! Haiz...
During recess, I help Marlene bring up her files to the staff room.
I got motive one lahs... to have a chance to see my NCSO seniors.
They like so emotional and sad. I kinda understand...
Work so hard for 2 whole years on 2 pieces only.
And didn't get what you wanted. It's harsh I tell you. Harsh.
After recess... we have calligraphy exam. I write like crap...
I hope I don't fail... if I even fail those leisure stuff, then I might as well go die.
English very very boring. Mdm Lim taught us reported speech.
I was dozing off during the end of the lesson. Oops... for the last 5 minutes..
Then we rushed to the Science lab. Today's experiment was kinda fun.
Like we get to test for hydrogen ourselves. And hear the 'pop' sound.
After that we go eat lurhs... today no History Remedial. Lazy Mr Lee.
I then go for NE Champ Entreprenuel Skills Programme.
Lai Ying Xian never come. I think he die. He in class playing tennis ball.
Then.... me and Sharmaine wanted to go home already.
But saw one of my favourite senior in NCSO playing at the court..
So I decided to stay back... Good thing I did.
I saw other NCSO seniors playing games... but they were like.. wearing masks.
It's really scary. All of them hiding the sadness.
They seem to be hiding their sad side. The depressed side. Poor seniors...
I will and I MUST get back at the stupid SYF judges after 2 years.
To show them that they were wrong to award NCSO silver in 2009.
The seniors work so hard.... I even recorded their performance piece.
Timepiece. The piece that was so special, so meaningful, so lively.
Dance I never record, cause they play until halfway always get interrupted.
I run to the String Room. Hoping they would be there. But they were not.
I ran to my seniors' class. Hoping that they were there. But they were not.
They were playing games, wearing a smiley face mask.
That's all for now. I emo-ing. For the next few months.
Until my seniors get over it and be happy, I won't.
Loves,
Vivianne
I arrived early in school today to complete music project.
Then went to Music Room... and we wanted to mix the songs.
So we did, thanks to... duno-who-suggest. It was nice. ^^
But still, I think other groups are better than us. Cause their songs are complicated.
Ours are just... simple and common and really lame.
After that, Chinese Spelling... I forgot one word! Haiz...
During recess, I help Marlene bring up her files to the staff room.
I got motive one lahs... to have a chance to see my NCSO seniors.
They like so emotional and sad. I kinda understand...
Work so hard for 2 whole years on 2 pieces only.
And didn't get what you wanted. It's harsh I tell you. Harsh.
After recess... we have calligraphy exam. I write like crap...
I hope I don't fail... if I even fail those leisure stuff, then I might as well go die.
English very very boring. Mdm Lim taught us reported speech.
I was dozing off during the end of the lesson. Oops... for the last 5 minutes..
Then we rushed to the Science lab. Today's experiment was kinda fun.
Like we get to test for hydrogen ourselves. And hear the 'pop' sound.
After that we go eat lurhs... today no History Remedial. Lazy Mr Lee.
I then go for NE Champ Entreprenuel Skills Programme.
Lai Ying Xian never come. I think he die. He in class playing tennis ball.
Then.... me and Sharmaine wanted to go home already.
But saw one of my favourite senior in NCSO playing at the court..
So I decided to stay back... Good thing I did.
I saw other NCSO seniors playing games... but they were like.. wearing masks.
It's really scary. All of them hiding the sadness.
They seem to be hiding their sad side. The depressed side. Poor seniors...
I will and I MUST get back at the stupid SYF judges after 2 years.
To show them that they were wrong to award NCSO silver in 2009.
The seniors work so hard.... I even recorded their performance piece.
Timepiece. The piece that was so special, so meaningful, so lively.
Dance I never record, cause they play until halfway always get interrupted.
I run to the String Room. Hoping they would be there. But they were not.
I ran to my seniors' class. Hoping that they were there. But they were not.
They were playing games, wearing a smiley face mask.
That's all for now. I emo-ing. For the next few months.
Until my seniors get over it and be happy, I won't.
Loves,
Vivianne