today was a good day, then became a bad day, then became a good day again, then suddenly, a bad day at the end.

good day: population test was generally quite easy, my j.tan started a new chapter, and i had breaks during recess and after school.

bad day: my stomach was aching by the time i was on my way to the ava room for atp. i had left my chinese book in class, and so, had to stroll all the way back to retrieve it. then, desmond lim kim han, danial muhd, and desmond's girlfriend went to the ava room and said this, "principal wants to see joey." he did a twist-peace sign, and place it near to his mouth. my chinese teacher called the principal, but the principal said i could wait for after her lessons. before resuming her lessons, mrs chuang came over to me and said, "you're in trouble," in chinese. concentrating on the assesment she gave us was almost impossible, but i finally managed to do so. i handed it up, and asked why the principal was looking for me. she told me the reason, leaving my spine chilled. i strolled as slowly as possible to the general office, fearing for the worst.

good day: john lim gave me a pretty chance, promising the worst if there was a second.

bad day: my chinese teacher called me, and asked why i didn't see the principal. i told her i had already looked john lim up, but she said i needed to see mdn neo personally. she said i have to meet her on monday.

sometimes, it's too late. it's too very fucking late. when you're penalised, you're penalised. time won't wait nor turn back even for the greatest of men. learn this, this is valuable. fucken valuable.