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Today was a sian day.

Compre was okayla, but the passage was utterly boring and forgettable. Bah. I don't understand how people can write so much. It's just impossible, like 3 lines for each answer?!

Then recess; I ate lontong with rice and regret it now because I just saw chicken curry in the chiller at home, which means we're having chicken curry for dinner tonight. My mum's version is more diluted (she uses fresh milk instead of coconut milk to reduce the saturated fat intake) and tastes somewhat like the lontong gravy. Sian.

Aesthetics was quite fun but stressful as usual because there was a lot to do (though we've never gotten scolded for rushing through the washing up and ending up with still-oily plates). The quiche looks tempting, but I haven't eaten it yet. Xinyuan just complained of a sore ring finger and she thinks it was caused by her having to make the dough, but as much as I would've liked to help, I couldn't because nobody would want to eat sweaty dough. The lemon tea was unbelievably sour and Xinyuan still thought it was just nice. I scrunched up my nose and drank the lot.

Physics was a struggle of trying to concentrate on what Ms Siu was saying. She's leaving the school next week :O Luckily Ms Siu gave out chocolate in the middle of the lesson and I woke up because of the sugar high.

Then Ms Siu ended class early and Mr Desouza was still in class (the Bio people were watching the antibiotics video), so I sat with Xinyuan on the floor and watched the rest of the video with them. Mr Desouza either pretended not to see us or really didn't see us. Anyway, we were the ones helping to close the door whenever it was open, and we weren't distracting anybody anyway.

Some kid in the MRT kept playing the SAME FREAKING RINGTONE for the whole journey. I felt like scolding his mum.