Hello. I wanted to blog about something but I forgot. Hmm, what was it?

Oh, right. 3E1.

Well, 3E2 to 3E6 were supposed to clear their classes, to make way for O levels listening comprehension, and I didn't want to bring all my retarded textbooks home, so I asked Elizabeth whether I could put them in her class. She agreed. I went to her class to put my stuff. Then in the hall, during CME, Zhihao told me that someone took all the boxes and placed them outside 3E1 classroom, locked the windows, doors, so as to prevent us from putting the boxes back.

The someone apparently said we dumped our stuff in their classroom without permission, like "dustbin ar."

Damn it, I was so angry la. DAMN! I ask permission okay! I tell you who's the someone. It's Jeremy and Wei Yan and some other St. John boys. I was so SHOCKED. I expected this kind of actions from MY class, not E1! HECK, even your own classmates were shocked! Damn, damn damn damn damn.

I'm fucking pissed. So angry. It's not my fault okay. I asked permission. And Elizabeth said YES. She agreed. It's her classroom too.

Damn it damn it. Don't expect me not to be angry. It's A RIGHT THING TO FEEL!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! $%^$%&$%

Okay. I'm peaceful now.