Last Saturday, the unbearable over-dusty class was tackle by a group of girls (8-9 of them) who just couldn’t take it anymore. We flooded the class with water and a bunch of crappy detergent. Scrubbing the dusty floors, wiping the ceiling fans, cleaning the windows, painting the “papan notis” =_= Shan Lin did her voodoo double brush. A picture of a burned rocket and Banana Island filled with greenery amazon colours. It was a hectic and crazy day. The aftermath? We wasted 3 hours just to get the water out of the class. And its STILL MUDDY WITH DUST~!

Politics are growing, I kena third time MUET again. =_= Someone just hates me up there…I was in the mood to eat [cause the teacher mentioned it was officially done”, thinking over WHAT to eat and BOOM…”Shi Yan, come up in front” OMG. Thanks Shan Lin <.< My concentration wasn’t even there, I let my guard down…I was…less formal. All cause I was daydreaming.

Now to decide, ponteng, or not PONTENG?!