it has been six days. im missing my boy. being allowed to make one pathetic call throughout the lockup, he chose to call me. that's sweet of him. =/
my classmates are all 'chiong-ing' for our ICA presentation coming up next week, and another coming up in week 12/13, Sociology and Psychology test in week 8. IM DYING. looking at the complications of the modules and what i am going through now, i doubt i can pass any test that i am going to take anytime soon.
yesterday was the sale of uniforms. although it was the SALE of uniforms, i dint get my uniform as it have to be customed made. that is so sad, and also it will only arrive in JULY. i wonder why do they take so long to make those few uniforms. its not as if the whole level is having their uniforms customed made. well, i couldnt be bothered, we're not wearing the uniform anytime soon anyway. (: according to MISSY LIM's (that's Kellyn) experience of selling uniforms, the reason why am i having customed made uniform is because my boobs are too big and shoulders too broad. from below the boobs onwards down, i should be able to wear the uniform that is availabe for sale. its quite worth it also anyway, customed made or not, its still selling at 22bucks per dress.
stupid clinical teacher refuses to mark jiayi's and my attendance when we arrived for lessons on the dot. DUMB TEACHER. biased-ness. i think her evaluation from my class is gonna turn BAD. REAL BAD. practically the whole class dislikes her. =/
its gonna be a two hours tutorial tomorrow of a super naggy teacher. my ears are suffering.