Cruel Irony. Iron Cruely.
2008/03/25

Haha. So here's what's ironic: My mom's in accounts, but I can't do math questions to do with interest rates, hire purchase, gross tax payable and what nonsense. To add to my misery, we're learning about foreign (currency) exchange. Like we're going to be money changers or something. Whoopee. Hand over your Aussie dollars and off I go.
OH NO. I just remembered. We're doing our mock 2.4km run tomorrow! I hope I don't pass out or fail too horribly. I SO-O don't have the stamina to run the FULL 2.4. I hope I trip over my toe, and sprain my ankle or something of the sorts. Haha.
I just remembered something again. Something funny. I think it was in January or something and we were in English class and Mrs Raj was going through some writing format thing. Then we came across the acronym PS. She told us that someone thought PS meant 'Psst!' and PPS meant 'Pssssssst!'. Haha.