apparently fi was overwhelmed and intimidated by lit lecture today. (i blardy skipped it.) didn't expect them to plunge straight into lolita, though that's just what i'm looking forward to. but hey, am only at page 20 dammit!

so unprepared.

what's worse, clicked on the lit forum and puked blood. just think people enthusiastically discussing full length essays complete with quotes and flowery jargons while i stare on helplessly in horror. i am only at page 20 you fuckers/ intellectual posers! stop showing off!

i see myself falling far far behind...kind fi tried to help by feeding me myths, one of them being: "you're good at lit what!" never mind. haha.

theatre practical (we arts students have practicals can you believe it?!), on the other hand, was a blast! (despite the fact that we were prancing around like mad idiots most of the time heh heh.)

a certain metrosexual and very witty Dr. L came into the aerobics studio looking all zen in his white yoga outfit. to quote yit, there were some classic Dr. L moments:

1. "you! violence shall not be condoned in my class! are you intent on injuring Combat Khaki Green? (yit was wearing an army green t-shirt.) do you have a death wish?!!"

*disclaimer: this hilarious speech was promptly delivered after a loud "piak!" sounded. shocked gasps filled the air. it took like 3 seconds for a horrified Dr. L to register what happened - vincent had, in his careless folly, bestowed upon an unsuspecting yit a real hard whack during some cat-and-mouse game. the said culprit guiltily withdrew his hand from a greatly amused yit as Dr. L's shrill torrent of words spewed forth lol.

2. *bitchily rolls eyes* (now that's classic.)

3. "you gotta shake that booty, girl! come on!" and demonstrated how real booty-shaking is to be done. haha!

never thought school could be fun, eh?