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guitar classes are just a while away. i can already imagine the teacher. he seems to be short and middle-aged, with a large balding patch in the middle of his head, and with grey-ish hair on at the sides. heh. dunno whether it really is like that. shall see on saturday (x. i am ready to lose my fingerprints and wear off my nails :D YAY so FUN.

i just love mrs ng's stories. today's story was butches from a certain girls school. blahblahblah about how her friend was harassed by one and how the principal got rid of em etc. then the next story was about her tour in somewhere. think it was china. then a malaysian lady spoon-fed *i sound like mrs lim* her primary boys the tau fu fa. aiyohhhh dahhhling dahhling..come i feed you tau fu fa! come come dahhhhhling!

HEH.

can't stand teachers calling me multiple times to answer questions. especially about sick things. -_-;

wahh we are so fast for maths lor. and mrs poh was like,"girls we are behind time.." then i made this funny face which i think she saw. woops. then while doing homework i was damn pissed cos all the answers were wrong, then i realised i had been checking the wrong exercise answers. it was 8b, not 8a -___-;;. almost fell asleep after that. heh.