Hello 2T,
Can you guess who I am?
I finally managed to log in after a week or so.I meant to make a post last week but ended up not doing so because of...my stupidity.Believe it or not,I spelt the password wrongly.An impossible,gargantuan feat only one individal(separated from the rest by her ridiculously low amount of intellect,if any) in our class could possibly ever hope to accomplish.If you still can't tell who I am,come join me and make that two people.What say ye?
I wonder who invented number patterns?It's too bad s/he/it is already dead - I'd relish the experience of personally killing him/her/it myself.To exact vengeance on said person for making Math lessons purgatory on earth by doing so.Not only is this person sorely lacking in intelligence - she is sorely lacking in the ability to spot patterns!(Of course,expected from someone with an intelligence quotient less than her age.Positively brilliant.xD)4.5 for the Math test.I'm royally screwed - as though I wasn't in the first place.Number patterns will only help to increase the depths of despair,and draw me further into an abyss of decay and misery...
I apologise for abusing this channel of internal communication among members of 2T purely for the sake of going on a selfish rampage of ranting and whining.Whatever it is,I hope those currently feeling the same anguish that I am will get out of it soon and cheer up.I know what it's like - I for one am constantly at the bottom of the barrel.
In any case,as great fortune-teller and see-er of the future,I shall tell you that we shall be very much occupied next week.MEP test,CL test,and everything that's due.
I'm suffering from a severe case of writer's BLOGk.(pardon the bad pun) I'm afraid I'm rusty - it's been a long time since I last sat down and blogged properly.I'd suggest you don't take me seriously - my brain has been weakened by my succumbing to the allure of sugar in the form of churios about half an hour ago.I believe I am no longer in a state of considerable sanity.(Which probably further helps you to guess my identity.It's the little things which give away the big picture.)I just wasted myself on green tea and sugar.I'm having a 'hangover' in the form of a moderate migraine,though whether it's the sugar high,hypersensitivity to light or heavy bass bursting from my speakers,I don't know.
If you're reading this,Michelle Chan,I hope you're better - you looked like your migraine was quite severe today.
It has just come to my notice that the majority of paragraphs in this entry start with the letter 'I'.
I have also realised that none of the things I've written so far seem to have any logical link or relevance to the other things in this entry.
It practically feels sacrilegious to use a loose term like 'things',when more precise words could have been used instead.
Salsa fever has just hit the class of 2T!Gear up for a flurry of sizzling performances next Tuesday,as the aspiring dancers of 2T take to the stage!
Well,how are you all doing?Maybe you should all post random content like what I've just done - that way,I won't feel so alienated in the domains of randomness and irrelevance.(No,this is not an allusion to Mercutio's infamous quote;"Straight leg,quivering thigh,and the domains that there adjacent lie...")Well,you know the rest.I trust that the many people reading this post would have thought of that without being prompted anyway.Minds out of the gutter,people!*Dramatic irony permeates the air*
Before I forget,there's something else we have to do over the weekend - our LA readings which Mrs Ng just gave us today.Do them - she's gonna discuss them on Monday.
I think that I've just blown my non-existent-to-begin-with cover with this post.I shall have to vary my style of writing and choice of content the next time round.
You've probably had enough of me now,as I have had enough of myself.I'll now post this,depart and spare you all from indescribable torment.Hasta la vista~
Sometimes I give myself the creepsSometimes my mind plays tricks on meIt all keeps adding up I think I'm cracking up Am I just paranoid Am I just stoned
