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2007-03-28 10:10 p.m.
i really shouldnt b blogging now because ive set a strict bed-by-10.30 policy for myself (which ive never actually obeyed) and because there are 3 painful throbbing dents in my heel corresponding to the 3 nails that had somehow or other poked out from my shoe, but since i have much to complain about here i am!
im in an awful rush so if there are certain grammatical or tense mistakes it is NOT because my english is deproving.
so anyway today we had a staggering number of four consecutive tests. seeing as we've only got 5 subjects each day yes i would say that is quite a lot.
for those of you who are going 'four tests? that's nothing.' you should go bang your head against the wall.
so anyway. the day kickstarted with a slow, lazy, boring maths period, then took a turn for the worse during cruel chemistry, continued in that direction for sucky social studies, and didnt stop for b*****y biology.
the day attempted to lift our mood during physics SPA, though it did so in a rather idiotic way. whilst we were buried up to our necks in tedious calculations about voltage, resistor and other boring things, a strange and incredibly alien sound came to our ears.
i wouldnt call it music.
that sound would b some sort of whimsical, fast-paced folk song and some idiot beating time by calling 'hey ha hey!'
it was closely followed by much stamping and screaming.
somewhere downstairs, the lower sec were being tortured.
due to an overwhelming, rather sadistic curiousity i handed in my paper as soon as soon as possible (i later found i had made a stupid mistake. blame it all on the school and their whimsical-music-playing), stepped outside eagerly, looked down and saw....
drumroll please...
the lower sec doing the chicken dance.
it was so completely ridiculous, so totally ludicrous, that all one can do is stare at the pandemonium in the hall, where the students dressed in respectable nanhua uniforms were waggling their elbows and shaking their butts in unison with the 'hey ha hey!'.
there are no words to describe it, nor do i have time to think of one. so i shall leave you with this strange, abrupt ending.
