Hey guys, thank goodness, my life has been great recently! Or maybe not. Oh and that is supposedly supposed to refer to ____, oh well, never mind. I'm not a petty person, unlike others you see. Anyway, today was the first day of school for Term 4, and it went pretty well. PRETTY WELL, I must say.
OWALW rehearsals have been great! I'm certainly looking forward for more rehearsals to come. As Mr Sam had mentioned, this week's rehearsals are going to be really intense, with musicians coming in to have a look at the piece from time to time. And in the second half of the lesson, we just basically sat down and talked about the memories we had with Mr Gilchrist.
No one cried, yes, no one. And I was proud of it because this shows that we've taken the first step in trying to overcome the incident and getting over it. Not that we want to forget about it totally, but we should concentrate on the more important things in our life for the time being. In fact, we were laughing at most of the memories, even at those times when we recalled about getting scolded by Mr Gilchrist, because it was a lesson to be learnts. And we could actually picture ourselves, being stupid last year.
Chinese was okay, not as boring as I've expected it to be, partly because of the weird jokes my teacher cracks. And Lit was quite okay for me as well. Even though we continued with the presentation, it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, in fact, I was paying attention throughout the lesson. Except that halfway through, I wasn't exactly listening because I was thinking of Mr Gilchrist. Yes, I think Mrs Tan noticed that too, even though she might not know what I was thinking off. But I soon got back on track so she didn't exactly point me out or something.
And math wasn't boring at all, I didn't feel like falling asleep. Maybe it's because I kept telling myself that this is the last lap for this year and I really must work hard. At least, get a pass in math for my EOY, that would do. REALLY. And because we were doing revisions and all for today's math lesson, I didn't feel tired. Instead, I think it helped me a teeny weeny bit and I did understand the concept slightly better.
PE! We got our soccer tournament groups today. I'm in the same team as Krish. And yes, I'm happy about it. Oh and one more thing, Pearl and I have been in the same team for every single tournament since last year - RUGBY, VOLLEYBALL and SOFTBALL. So this time, we're pretty certain that it seemed almost impossible for us to be in the same team anymore. And we were betting to see who would be the "lucky" one to be in the same team as Romit.
So Ms Koh was reading out all the people in each team. And Pearl's name was read immediately after Romit's, and I started laughing. HAHA, sorry Pearl, but please take it as a blessing in disguise. So anyway, I was quite happy with my team. Not that it has exceptionally good players, or exceptionally bad players, just that I've learnt that tournaments is not about winning. It's about working together. Yes, I'm serious, I've really learnt that from all the previous tournaments we've had.
And Krish was acting like some gay ass. First, he said that our team name could be CURRY PUFFS. Okay, that was really random. And Anisha and Yung Chi were like, G-FORCE. And I was like, "HELL NO!". And Krish started begging us for our team name to be TAYLOR SWIFT FAN CLUB. Fyi, he's into Taylor Swift recently.
Anyway, I'm tired, going off to bed now. Oh, one more thing. For your entertainment:

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