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Saturday, August 7, 2010


so ioc is over.

ioc prep was horrible. started poems first- spent like at least 3 DAYS on mending wall before i picked up the pace. spent like 4 days on lear only, ugh. haha, was desperately lear-ing on the night before ioc. then daddy came in at 12 at told me to sleep. so for once i did obey...and woke up at 545 to start again. covered about 5 lear extracts in the morning before ioc.

ioc was at 9 and i had to be there by 850 so decided to leave by 815. while walking to the bus stop, saw two buses i could've taken leave -_- z. so i smsed sam who was having her driving test later, 'something there is that doesn't love a stewart'. prophetic words...

caught a 963, reached the back gate and found it locked. went through ITE and was planning to crawl under the fence but it was open cuz some workers were doing construction, so all was well and i went in without having to ninja. dumped bag at matron, went to old boardroom. ngiam and zhaoyue were outside too. talked among ourselves, how terrible ioc was :( haha then they went to the toilet. i was supposed to go after that but the the teacher opened the door and asked us to enter, rawr.

then she started playing those terrible mindgames they try to use to play down the tension but in some cases ends up worsening the worry. well things were sure fine in my room...the teacher laid out the envelopes and said something like the room being a casino (luck of the draw), and that turned into the gates of hell and that further turned into the gates of heaven (release after ioc!). zhaoyue then started rubbishing on how he was old enough to enter casinos...maybe he'd entered one before....then i closed my eyes, moved my right hand above the envelopes and slammed it down on one. opened my eyes to discover it was the stack of blank paper for writing notes on -_- well. zhaoyue and ngiam ended up picking from the same envelope and got lear (which i REALLY DIDNT WANT)- i picked another, and got mending wall. recall...'something there is that doesn't love a stewart'. haha amazing right. it's over, anyway.

OKAY WHAT IS THIS I JUST OPENED THE FREEZER AND JUST FOUND 4 TUBS OF BEN AND JERRYS INSIDE. I THINK WE MIGHT GO POOR FROM THIS SOON. seriously, i bet my brothers are begging my dad to buy -_- we should at most get one tub a week...wait, two. no, three. ...but really, one is quite enough...

8:00 AM

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