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the crucible
Saturday, August 15, 2009 @ 12:44 PM |
comment (0) school: lit test first thing in the morning which wasn't very good because i was still pretty blur then. and then we got our cruible tickets which was exciting. chem prac and i think my ticket reacted with something in the chem lab cause there's a green splotch on it and it wasn't there when i got my ticket. recess: tried to re-understand utility and reliability. i guess her notes were not very useful cause i didn't understand them. and because i was in the library, my hands were terribly itchy and i eventually gave up and touched the books. i think i sound like a pervert here. hehe. i'm not one. then there was emaths and ss test after which we watched tadpoles eating the mother frog's unfertilised eggs. that was still rather canibalistic of them because the eggs like have the potential for life so what the stupid tadpoles were doing, was eating all their fellow brother and sisters up. sheila kept going ewwww which was pretty funny cause whenever somebody said eww, the video stopped loading. oh yes, i can't believe ms s surfed bbc cause she had nothing to do =.= i don;t really like the bbc cause they can be bias. but since she's an ss teacher i bet she can tell that anyway. assembly: watched some 3Rs thing: reason, rhyme and rythmn. i kept hearing the emcee saying rythmn ryhme and rythmn =.= anyway, i know why they don't use short form for assembly in the time table :D cause then it'll be ass and since today we learnt about 3Rs, we'd have been in ass learning about arse :D hahaha shooting: my foot had a cramp that lasted for 30minutes. and since i was wearing the boots, i couldn't like take them off (too troublesome) so i tried to shoot with a cramp in my foot. (rhymes!) i don't know why but i wasn't in the mood to shoot today. the coaches weren't there anyway (: so i ended up shooting only 15 shots. oh yeah we were talking so we couldn;t really concentrate. sheryl has 2 boyfriends and yun lu has 3. she had 4 but she lost one. hahaha. her bottle was her boyfriend. i felt uber nonsensical when i said that. then we felt so bad at leaving her alone to shoot cause we had to leave early to watch the crucible. home: bathed and looked for my comb. i can't believe i lost my comb again. i think i have lost more than 10 combs in my short life. i was kinda afraid the stockings would have a run, but thank goodness it didn't. train: stood and read. sat and read. tp central: met amanda, mavis, xin yi and nat tong. then sheryl came along :D then we went to meet kai li and chien wen and elsa and camille. saw ms mucek at the 143 queue. bus: sat right on top of the double decker at the back. that was cool because i haven;t been on a double decker bus (on top that is) for the longest time so it was kinda fun. (i think books affect me a lot. especially if they force me to think.) random bus-stop: "err how to get to dbs arts centre?" time: 7.56pm time play starts: 8.00pm traffic light we ran to: "what building is this?" conversation with people who had run across the road first: "hi come back! we're at DBS Centre!" "wait don't come back! stay there! this is the wrong place" on the road: 9 girls running. turn the corner, cross many roads. people laughing. sweating, panting, we arrive ehh slightly later. the crucible begins. i think it was rather enjoyable because the first part, it was almost pitch black save for people's annoying handphone lights. the lighting was really good and so were the actors and actresses although, some statements were pretty obvious. "what's this?" "a needle" =.= elsa did the diao thing. question i was thinking throughout: is it worse to confess that you sold your soul, in order to stay alive, or to die because you know that you didn't do such a thing and refuse to admit that you did (which is pretty much like suicide) overall, i think the play was about paranoia and after somebody called someone else pontius pilate i kept thinking about the pharisees. train: stood and read sat and read home: zonked. |