kapeesh. the IH paper was relatively ok today, but i think i missed out all those key points/words things. ah wells. i cant remember a single thing of IH now :X but i'm just really glad they tested something i studied. *phew*
the lang arts... was sad. i was totally expecting some really really emo poem, seeing as all the practises we've had were for emo poems. but gosh. the poem was so weirdddd. personally, i don't really like it. it felt rather... lousy. amateurish. etc.
and then physics. ah that one was like o.O AHHH. ok so that makes no sense. basically, physics was baddddddd. and i made some really stupid mistakes but what the heck. f that balloon. *sulks*
anw, three down, and many more to go :(
i seriously can't wait for block tests to end. i wanna skin! like i've been dyinggggg to do a severus skin. bleahs. and i'm feeling vaguely stoned now. like x.x kind of thing. but by the end of the week it'd probably be T.T or ~.~
heh. chinese tomorrow. that one is a gurantee fail. how sad.... nahs.
The rain fell in fat droplets, each one bursting with a tiny insignificant "splat" as it hit the concrete skin of the road. "splat. splat. splat." It was raining, so what? It was cold, and so? The people hurried about, with somewhere to be and something to do. They went about their daily business, feeling important, needed. She watched all these impassively from afar. The rain was coming down harder, the people rushing to get to to where ever they had to be with a renewed sense of urgency. "splat. splat. splat." She watched, and then she left, for she too was in a hurry -- a hurry to get away.