It wasn't all that bad though.
Siyan and I went over to Amanda's house last night to do the teachers' day gifts (a model sailboat and a book) and that took the whole night. So yes, we didn't sleep a wink and Eeyore had to endure being squeezed into a small bag for nothing. :) I thought it was quite fun (okay, such things always give me some kind of a high) though at about four to five a.m., we were all just exhausted, totally not in the mood, and just wanted desperately to complete the stuff.
At least we got to hear both of them play 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star' on the violin, Amanda on the piano and I vaguely recall hearing about some classical theory stuff though I can't quite remember anything 'cept for 'triad' and a word starting with 'q'. Strange that I never did learn most of those theory terms they mentioned. Is it because organ is more pop than classical? Now I am inspired to brush up my organ-playing, learn how to play the guitar and also have theory lessons, after the A'levels that is.
I thought it quite amusing that many times, Siyan thought that Amanda and I were pissed with each other when we were merely talking or discussing. Amanda pointed out a fact yesterday which I never took notice of till then - we don't talk when we are pissed with each other. And - okay I'm ashamed to admit this - usually I am the one initiating the 'cold war'.
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Digressing, Amanda read an entry I typed way back in February last year about how I thought I was losing this friendship (I think) when I was in the library with her a few days back. My my, I was so embarrassed. But I was also thinking, 'wow! I could just type about such sensitive stuff with all names and details laid bare in the past!'. Now, here is filled with initials or ambiguous words like 'you', 'a friend', 'she', 'he', 'another friend' etc etc etc. How impersonal this place is becoming, and a blog is supposed to be an online diary.
Diary: A book for use in keeping a personal record, as of experiences.
I will try to change.
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The teachers' reactions upon receving our gifts today made everything worthwhile. All of them thought the sailboats were impressive. Ms KKL was the best. We could really see that she was happy. Ms S too. I just had to tease her about the very successful self portrait I took. She said it was an illegal shot. Both of them began flipping through the book as soon as we left. I thought that was sweet; it showed they appreciated it. Mr C was being quite sentimental since this is his last day here. To think we only knew of it this morning. Mr A, I don't know. He seemed very indifferent.
Side note: I wonder what the floorball team got for Ms S.
Us with Mr C and boat
Us with Ms KKL and Mr C with boats
The class picnic after the celebration was an absolute failure so my classmates and I went for lunch at Pizza Hut. Then, it was three hours of pool again! Yay-ness. I think I have improved a tiny weeny bit. :) Only thing is, I have in my posession now a bruised and swollen finger that is so painful I can't exactly straighten it properly. All because I accidentally rammed it into the table while attempting to break. So stupid.
I have officially broke my previous record of 29 hours of staying awake without sleep. It has been about 39 hours since I last slept and I don't feel very sleepy. Odd.
9.40pm: Just received a sms from Ms KKL. 'To my dearest sailors: Thanks so much for the lovely present and messages. Am really touched and encouraged! Study hard for the prelims and excel in them too!'
See! She does appreciate them! That has just made today a good day to a great day!