I rushed from the block B windy benches to Block H general office area to meet Haran Shiv Kumar and Sheryl Ang Wei Jing, both of whom were waiting with a surprise for me - belated birthday presents! Yep, as if a beautiful card and 143GB of high quality anime/scanlations/movies weren't enough, they'd insisted on getting me another present, the silly, lovable things. Hence the Legolas action figure posing proudly on the only non cluttered area of my desk! They'd spent the whole of yesterday shopping for it, even though I remember explicitly saying I didn't want anything!
Love makes the world go round, really.
First lesson in the morning, and 10s03N was already dogging away with its usual nonsense. I strode into LT5 with open arms to welcome the long awaited blast of aircon; unfortunately, all I got for my efforts was a sultry roil of moisture laden air, sickeningly warm, and a couple of sub-height beings (Chloe and Rachel, I realised upon looking down) barging rudely past me muttering "it's too hot! Let's get out!" with narry a greeting.
I could feel Elang's presence with every step into the LT, making up for the last cool weekend of the June holidays with an extraordinarily vehement radiation of heat; Zhe Yan's voice called my name with the usual Japanese inflection and before I could reply, MJ shrieked with the usual lack of propriety - upon which I was reminded of the fangirl-ing SMS I'd sent her two nights ago:
Grimmjow Jeagerjaques comes scarily, dangerously close to displacing Nakago from his throne, which I had never believed possible...
But nobody messes with the sleek, serpentine shogun of Kutou. Nobody.
Back to school and the sad reality of non-spasm inducing bishounen, ZY and Vic Dog were having a typical husband-and-wife conversation over money.
ZY : Eh VicDog, you said you need how much? Eight hundred and seventy dollars is it?
Vic Dog : Yeah, but it's ok, I don't want it now you hold on to it first...
ZY : What? No la! I purposely bring so much money now you don't want to take!
Vic Dog : You hold on to it first...I just want fifty bucks, you hold on to the rest first.
ZY : Fifty? Just take everything!
MJ : Wow wow wow! Look at this husband and wife squabble! So typical! Like 'Dear, let's take out our assets and managing properly-' 'Huh? But why, I thought my money is your money and your money is my money-' 'ok, you take this amount first-' '-huh, don't need, you hold on to it, you hold on to it!-'
Tryphe (typical bluntness) : Where is Mrs Shen? Why is she so late? Don't tell me she's giving birth now.
The rest of the days passed in relatively tumoultous hours as the papers were returned to us - chemistry CT, a time challenge for everyone, including the imba pros like Elang and Shaun. ZY's testimonies to the lack of time :
1. Progressively larger handwriting as one flips through his answer script, from like font size 24 to 32.
2. A graph with the correct axis but a random curved line which makes no sense whatsoever in relation to the factors - evidently he had memorised all the graphs LCK had given us but didn't have time to think which the question was asking for
3. Two whole pages, blank, with the answers o.900g (when the question stated, specifically, the maximum amount as 0.02g) and 50.0cm^3
While queueing up to check chem CT marks -
Elang : Wah, ZY! You very angry ah! Write so big and so hard.
ZY : No la, I was rushing for time -
Me : Wah, ZY! One whole page you only write like that, expect to get marks!
ZY : Of course not, I had no time to think it through, just tikam tikam mah! -
Vic Dog : Wah, ZY! Why your graph like that, makes no sense -
ZY : (pissed) Told you all already la! I had no time!
Cheeks : Eh, you! Come to fight for marks ah! Confirm zero la. Go go. Next!
ZY : (sputtering) eh, 'cher, but...! (Cheeks turns to JJ. ZY is dejected.) Aiya, jidan... (mandarin for egg. His favourite vulgarity. Don't ask why), cannot believe my marks so jia lat. I last time chem full marks one lor!
Vic Dog : Wow, really?
ZY : Yeah. Secondary school that time, chem and maths both 100%!
Vic Dog : Wow, eh that's damn pro man.
ZY : Yeah, big deal. As if I next time apply for job that time : "sir, I got a hundred percent for mathematics and chemistry in secondary 3, please employ me!" I'll get punched in the face.
Elang : Yeah. You can also go :"sir! When I was in kindergarten I aced every single subject! English Chinese Maths all hundred percent! Please employ me!"
Elang is a howl.
Shall continue after getting Literature CT tomorrow, although it looks set to be my first and only fail.
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