OMG! AHH!

today's was lk the end of the 3 test that i was supposed to had this week!

aaaah!

and i screwed up.

so exciting!

okay, at least i did finished studying for the today's paper. i should be thankful for that.
anyway, i felt quite sick( although didnt really show) the entire day, completely convinced that i was going to die. the nausea lasted the whole day so i thought that i was probably pregnant. hur hur.

i'm a drama queen like that.

but i feel better now. i had some Milkshake earlier today but it didn't help. It only lifted my spirits. tsk. so disappointing. BUT this does not mean that my love for Milkshake is waning. hur hur.

anyway, a stupid story for all yall deprived from reading materials.:)

when i was younger, my dad told me that the word 'incident' is a small version of an 'accident'.

For instance, when a car hits another car but no one is seriously injured, it is an 'incident'. if there are serious injuries, however, it is an 'accident'.

when i was younger, i thought the word 'condom' was just an abbreviation for 'condominium'.

when i was younger, i thought that if the heels of your shoes were too high for you, you can get the cobbler to cut off the heels for you.

when i was younger, i couldn't wait for my feet to grow bigger so i could wear my dad's pretty size 5 shoes. i now wear size 8 shoes and didn't manage to wear any of my dad's shoes.

when i was younger, my dad told me about how his brother and him wanted a cleft chin badly
when they were kids, because all the dashing actors had one. So every night, they'd slide a 20-cent coin up and down their chin till it bled. Both my uncle and my dad, both in their 50s, have yet to achieve a cleft chin.

when i was younger, i found out that teachers lie. my teacher told us that we would be having a test the following day. on that fateful day, i had a very bad headache (i was only 7!) and a fever in school. i refused to go home because i didn't want to fail the test. then my teacher told me, "I lied. It's not a real test. I only told the class it's a test so no one would be absent." GASP.

when i was younger, i stayed in a semi-developed neighbourhood, in that houses were still being constructed. Once, I was walking to school when one of the construction workers who was wearing a straw hat called out to me and told me to come over. I was so petrified that I ran all the way back home, crying. I told my mom about the straw hat man and she angrily went to look for him but alas, every single one of the construction workers was wearing a straw hat.

writing this post has made me realize that i was a dork then, i am a dork still. hur hur hur.