Okay. So this is how it goes. My phone kind crashed on me.
and i missing twiiter LOADS.
LOADS.
although i have only 40++ tweets. :(
Exam this coming frriday. zzzzz.
I THINK I WILL FAIL MY SCALES PART.
okay. lets not talk about what had not happened yet/
so i guess my blog was rather dead. anyway/
Today sucks for the last period.
I think every single 2/8-ian was PISSED BY MR NG. Mr David Ng.
yes.
the guy who teaches you either Dnt or maths.
We were late. For el as usual beacause of music and that is normal right. Cause we have
to climb down from level 3 to 1.
and cheryl was injured too.
so he cant expect us to like reach within 2 minutes?!?we were ate for 5 min. and we were kinda noisy. (i guess he was WAY TOO KIND, PATIENT to us in the past, which. lead us to climbing on top of his head and make  lot of noise. )
so he requesed us to stay behind 5 min. Fine.
Gave out a short test. and scolded to keep quiet for 15mins. Fine. He was nagging alright since we came into the class to he gave out the test/. After test. Asked us to do our work. I dun remember seeing anybody going to the toilet.
bell rang.
He stopped us from going. He wants that (whoever)to return him his WASHROOM PASS.
a laminated, pink  paper. with the words, washroom pass and mr david ng stated on it.
If not, he would check our bags.
Wei Xiong. I think he is getting angry and pissed. poured his whole bag out in front of mr ng. and asked him to checked.
well he just stand there. Keep repeating his words. then blah blah blah.
I seriously hope that he will let us off on time tmr, on account that cheryl is injured and requires more tijme to go for Hcl. tomorrow.
ok, Nth more to say. Bye.
Wish me luck on friday!
LETS GET READY.
PS. I HOPE MY HAND DOESN'T SWEAT.