Had ta stay back for some Jian Bao thing. Took about 3 hours trying to finish up ten articles. Ten. But its ok, at least I finished it. And now I feel so free. Got rid of the heavy burden, quoted from Sherlyn.

It was tough, trying to concentrate and listen to Sherlyn's laming at the same time. Ended up listening to Sherlyn's laming more than homework. I'm certain, she was trying to kill me. She kept making me laugh like crazy, and since we were in Learn@Fairfield, we couldnt utter a sound. It was something like a library. It was torture, knowing you have to laugh but you just cant. She kept laming around and I laughed as noiselessly as possible till I cried. Tears were practically welling up in my eyes. Couldnt breathe from the laughing after that. And her lame riddles. Gad. I feel like strangling her everytime she gives us the lame answer. I mean, it was toally lame. lol. But fun. It was fun. Its still funny though, the finger exercise. LOL. =P

I'm not done with Sherlyn's lameness. lol. She told me to go to the lockers with her, and she took out her Maths textbook from it. She cradled it in one arm and searched her locker for yet another book. Thinking it was her English textbook that she was looking for, I reached out and pointed to it. She told me it wasnt what she was looking for, but her Maths textbook. I shifted my gaze from her locker to her face, hoping she was joking with me. Apparently not. I reached out and lifted her Maths textbook, which was in her arms, and held it up within her eye contact. She said "oh". I was going, Sherlyn!! -___-"

Alite. Hafta do my chinese homework soon. Wa, suddenly so hard-working. lol. I'm scaring myself. I think I said that before. Sounds vaguely familiar. Oh well. I'm lame. But not as lame as someone. Now I'm lame. -_-" I think I've been hanging out with her for too long.