I really dislike my English classes now. I don't like the feeling of being so low-a-grade compared to my friends in class. I'm a slow reader and I tend to forget things very easily. My friends read at lightning speed. I read at turtle speed.

This uncomfortable situation has led me into thought of studying harder. When I get back to KL, I will make good use of my time studying when there's nothing else to do. All these books I'm brining back will finally become good use to me. I'll do SC practice papers to work on my reading and interpreting skills. I'll read more texts to increase my reading speed and understanding.

Now is the time to rise.

Riana and I went back to our apartment unit at Gladesville this evening. I thought it was very exciting. Being back at our apartment. I missed it so much. Although, it was really dusty and dirty. The unit was screaming out for a clean-up. I managed to pack away my things into the cupboards during the only hour we had there. Ri and I settled down after unpacking, with a bowl of Mi Goreng at the telly. Shortly after that, we both had to leave for dinner with Sin and her family. We all had a simple Chinese meal at Lane Cove. It was the first time Ri and I had Deep Fried Ice-Cream. Something told me that it was from a packet, and not really deep fried. >__> Doh.

I was awarded for another Wacky Wednesday award at today's boarders meeting. It was from Jude. For my support and kindness. One of the boarding house mistresses, Anne Marie told me about it infront of Jude earlier tonight, and I really felt like crying.
THANKS JUDE. Anytime, KAY? :)
I don't do things like helping someone and what not for the recognition. I do it because I want to. Out of shear kind-heartedness. I really like to help people. I don't know why. I can't help, but help. :)


Year 12 Valedictory (sp?) dinner is tomorrow, and I am all set for the multiculture theme. I have two choices. Malaysian kampung person or Chinese person. I have a sarong and a Chinese blouse. I just don't know which I should wear.

And on that very night, I know I will not be sleeping, because it is the dawn of the Year 12 Muck-Up Day. We're supposed to wear underwear on our heads and stockings to bed. How ridiculous is that. Something tells me they will be taking videos of us in bed looking like idiots. I'm so scared. :
Sung in the tune of "I'll Be Home For Christmas"
I'll be home for Friiiiidayyyyyy~ ,
just twoooo~ more dayyyssss~ to gooooo... ~

Cheers.