Today's oral was [ummmmmmmmm] terrible. My reading was having this crazy American and sappy teacher slang, my picture conversation sounded like I was talking to a deranged child (it's supposed to be a talking to a teacher, FYI) and my conversation...let's say it's for the best. Because it was terrible. I couldn't think of any time when I was bored except for when I was in school, and I was thinking that it would be a little offensive, and maybe this was a ploy to get a secret survey on how students think about the school's talks and so on, and englishoral was the only time students will blabber away to get good grades. Tata. So I sacrificed my grades and became dumbfounded. By the time the teacher and I found some common ground, I was talking away like a broken record. Which goes to show, that sometimes you can't keep a broken record quiet for long.

And then right. I didn't say a single singlish word, which wasn't that bad, and I somehow or other got this crazy highness and I looked the teach in the eye during the reading of the passage. Which goes to show, something got over me today.  And yes, the German euphoria is back.

And I had this crazy speculation today about this guy I saw in the bus. Haha, it's rather private so I shall not expound on it. For the last spouted info of the day, I learnt chinese spelling. Which goes to show, something really got over me. The sense to survive in the ever changing world. Yeeeeaaaahhh!!!
Excuse me, I'm mad.