i sit next to the window but despite that, THERE'S NO AIR. i fall asleep during lessons. i blame that tree/plant/ whatever is blocking my air. ling hui was laughing at the stuffed wombat i supposedly "adopted". and one day linghui le baboon went:

"eh rachel, why is that combat there?"

and today she was laughing at it. and ELIZABETH, who sits behind me, tells me that my blog is dead and wishes i blog about her.

she brought a stuffed pig to school today. it had a long tail. so i asked her if it vibrates and pulled the tail. but nothing happened. i got bored during chinese and drew ninja cyclopeses running around my diary, jumping across grids and dangling off a grid.

during cca, i had to dress as a fortune teller for some movie thingy. i was covered in a big big black shawl and i had to wear my thick black jacket. it was so horribly warm and ther room had to be dark for that eerie feel. and i quote from xiwen, "rachel looks like a white indian."

indeed. the directors wrapped the shawl around my head and made me cover half my face with my fringe. so basically, after a lot of crap, i had to act all crazed and insane. making weird exaggerated hand movements around linghui's glowing crystal ball (it was giving me static shock but no one believed me!) and drawing tarot cards, shaking my head, and telling her that something bad is going to happen to her.

after that i was so tired. pretty ironic, considering i was sitting down throughout the entire process.







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