Friday the Thirteenth...

I'm not superstitious. The day did not hold much of a significance. In fact the day went pretty okay.

My father fetched us to school this morning. No risk of being late, and no getting angry at the Christ Chruch b******s who clog the bus up. The morning went on as usual, a talk from Mr. Ivan Lee, some reading. Then we went back to class for first period, A Maths. After A Maths we had PE. It was one of the rare times I could run for so long. I couldn't believe it, but it happened anyway. I let it continue. The class was halved and my half played basketball. There were 19 of us and 4 teams, so for the last team they had a random member each game. I think my team was the best one this morning, because as far as I can remember we won the most times. After that was a period of English, which wasn't so bad. We saw photos of many teachers putting on the "specs-big-nosed-moustached" mask and there was one where Mr. Wong had it on his calf. Apparently Ms. Yeong drew eyes for him and it looked... Strange. Like an unusually thin and hairy face.

After recess we had a Social Studies test, and I believed I did quite okay for this one(although I won't guarantee a pass), simply because I could write more. So then. Later Ms. Ang came and confirmed if I was retaking Mother Tongue. I told I was, and she said she would accept it, but told me to think it over again over the weekends.

After school I met up with the Seah Brothers, the Seafood Platter and Jiawen. We were going to my place. We played cards for a while, watched TV and fought a bit. Then the Platter were showing their leg-splitting skills while I showed off my new move, the Worm. It involves, well, mainly wriggling on the floor. By the time they left it was almost 6 P.M. Then I finished off Deception Point. Nice book.

About an half hour after they left, my sister came back and after a while more, I went down and bought dinner. After dinner I start writing this. And then I slack a little before finishing it.

There's another mock exam tomorrow. The fatigue's really hitting into me. Now, my dog... He needs me.