the worst day of my life had to be today. i slept so late last night. woke up bright early for seminary. went to school with my brain almost abt to burst cos' there was just so much info squeezed into it. studied till assembly. math first freaking period. ran out of time. didnt know how to do. a definite failure. after tt was chinese which i took to try and simmer freaking down frm bloody math test. the super hard math test which i confirmed failed. then the chi teacher kept droning on abt some crap project to be done. one whole hour for a project. great. my brain couldnt get rest and was hot on fire. then there was my 1/2 recess which i spent buying sweets at popular and cramming more stuff into my already crowded brain. after which we had project work (odyssey of the mind). just brilliant. we had to do spontaneous question. JOY. thought and thought and freaking thought. then we were to discuss our report but some pple just couldnt be bothered and as usual neglected their freaking responsibility that seemed forever non-existent to them until i get stuff moving. that's the WORST freaking thing abt OM. i am the lowly secretary who seems to control lots of stuff as iif i was like the person who had to do it. i hate OM. you dont cos' you dont care and do the fun stuff. okay. so i wasnt cerative enough and couldnt find a reason for why the baby had creepy-crawlies on her dress and couldnt get what i drew. after PW, was SCIENCE. science test. yup. on the same day as math. so i studied really hard for science. thankfully i was fine and could do the test paper. by dismissal time, which was 2.30, the longest day in the week, i had dance. 2.5 hours of dance. surprise surprise. i was so fuzzed out and disappointed by that time i couldnt dance properly. i blanked out. couldnt dance. great. so the first dance was so freaking bad that i couldnt do my fave dance well. not that i ever really did it the best. urgh. then my dad picks me up and after hearing tt my math test wasnt done well, scolds me for cancelling math tuition on saturday last minute and says i am spoilt. great. then my mom goes on saying that i cant do anything abt it. then margaux boasts that her class is doing so well in math. JOY JOY JOY. your day couldnt have been as bad as mine.