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2006/08/25
Oh, I forgot to blog about this yesterday. Apparently, yesterday some of the blanks had a hair-neatness fetish. In the morning after devotion and the national anthem, head blank suddenly asked all the blanks and prefects to go down the row and check our hair. And head blank actually cut SOMEONE'S HAIR. I mean fringe. But still!! Merde. I think I would have died. And there was more hair drama in my class with.. So today, before DOTs, everyone was rushing to the toilet to pin their fringes and pin up any dangling/stray hair so that blank.2 wouldn't cut it. Someone said that blank.2 was carrying a scissors up and was gonna cut people's hair or smth. So we all looked like bald geeks for 2 hours and damn it feels funny - all pinned up and stuff. Oh, and cherissa and alicia helped me do the poofy glam fringe. It's trendy. Haha. But I took it off later cause the pins I borrowed were hurting my sculp. In the end, blank.2 didn't even say anything. There wasn't any scissors. Oh joy.
We even watched a movie called "Paid Forward". It's boring-interesting cause I couldn't really make out what the story was really about cause the sun was sort of shining on the OPH screen and the image was very unclear and stuff. There was this part of the show when the social studies teacher asked the students how they intended or had changed the world. Pretty funny.
One boy said,"I'm gonna set up a website in chinese and tell all the kids in china to jump up and down at the same time."
(I think it goes something like this anyway.)
Oh. We did Batik in school for art today. The wax is like super smelly. Ew. We did the filling in of colours today and toning and stuff. Batik is actually quite pretty. Hooha. The Batik teacher is cranky I tell you. Plus, she sort of annoys me. So anyway, we got the Batik colours all over our hands and the Batik teacher was like it can be washed off and stuff. But no. When we went to the toilet to scrub it off with soap the colorus just stuck there. And I has the yellow ink on my hand which looks a whole lot like the ointment thing the chinese put on their cuts and wounds and stuff. Weird. I mean the yellow ink on my hand. Not the chinese ointment for cuts.
Chao chao.
