A Day to Breathe

I think Yen saw my clandestine chuckles when History paper 2 was still in progress.

Fortunately she didn't call the asylum or report it to Pn. Helena (who will surely tie me to the chair in her office and tell me to relax).

History paper 2 was tough. I vomited all I knew on the blanks provided in the question paper, figuratively. Then, gave up screwing my brain for the 3 manifestos and all the government-related questions.

The only things I knew about politics are what the whole Malaysia is talking about.

Damien said, "Badawi holds the gun and Najib holds the cash." after reading yesterday's news.

My brother so smart. ^^

Back to why I was suppressing joy in the middle of a nail-biting excruciating exam.

As I was on the verge of drifting into dreams (on a rock-hard-ice-cold table with a stiff posture, ouch), I recalled how comfortable the bus rides were in China.

I miss David singing Enrique Iglesias' 'Somebody's Me'.
I miss David with his face smeared with cream.

I miss Wafiy's jokes.
I miss Mr. Saiful more (lol XD).

All the stupid, funny things... and I chuckled. In the pin-drop-also-can-hear exam hall.

During recess (my first recess with a good appetite), Iven and Mel sang stupid songs.

I have to admit I almost burst into laughter during History paper 1.

They said if they heard someone laughing from the 3rd floor, it would be doubtlessly me.

No, I think it's James. His hyena laughs shook my concentration the whole examination month.

I snickered at the thought of Chin Yang scratching his head senseless figuring out terminologies; Xia biting her nails thinking of which colour to go with the background...

... and I just woke up at 10am to a hearty breakfast because I'm not taking EST or Visual Arts (muahahahaha).


The songs Iven and Mel sang. Enjoy ^^