I guess I was wrong; there is much to write about. I probably wasn’t in the mood to write anything yesterday.

So we’ve finally gotten the much awaited, anxiety causing, results of the mocks. And guess what? I’ve got 7 FREAKING A’S OUT 8. That’s what I’m talking about. Thank God. And I didn’t fail BM this time. I just passed actually. D. Haha. I haven’t bothered to take a look at it yet though; noticing my BM paper carelessly thrown into the messy pile I call my desk, I just glanced at the part saying Marks.

And they’ve given out the registration forms for Year 10. And I know I’ve been saying that I’ll probably take Art but I kinda want to switch to Pure Science now. I want to take Biology (seems interesting) & Physics but not Chemistry. I have to take it though. It’s like, a MUST. Fine, it is important. I’ll take it then.

As for elective classes, it’s either Principle of Accounts, Commerce or A Math. Geography and Computer isn’t really my thing. Or maybe I’ll take IRK and sleep through the whole semester. Oh no, they’ll kick me out for obstruction of religious boundaries & policies. I mean, I’m not even Muslim. Haha. Man. I wish our school had more options. Sadly, it’s more of a money making business rather than a place for education, really.

So, yesterday was great. I stayed back for music class (which was really weird, my teacher and I kept laughing over the randomest thing and there was this one part I mentioned the word ‘endorphins’ and we burst out laughing for about 5 minutes) with Aikks and we went over to that Chinese restaurant next door for lunch. The food is honestly great. We were supposed to meet up with Sticks and Isaac there but they were nowhere near Sing U Mee. So we guessed that they got carried away upstairs at Netland playing Call of Duty 4 or something.

After a late lunch of crispy noodles, seafood soup and lomaikai (some Chinese dish offering sticky rice with a red hue and a variety of pork and chicken, courtesy of Kevin), I suggested going back to Stick’s house. Aikks doubted it asking how they’d know we were there, like, do we just sit around outside their gate waiting for either Isaac, Mina or Janno to look out the window and let us in or something. But, my plan was to walk over, get seen by Buddy, he’ll bark when he sees us and if Sticks and Isaac were at back home then Buddy’ll attract their attention and let us in the house.

Which worked, surprisingly. 6 feet from the front gate, Buddy barks at us and Isaac’s head pops out of the terrace and yells at us to get inside. So there we were while all Sticks, Isaac and Aikks (Janno was sleeping) did was go crazy playing Guitar Hero, God of War, Need for Speed, some wrestling game and a couple of American football matches.

I, unlike almost everyone I know, am not Nintendo influenced. Haha. Honestly. So I just sat there with my Joe going “Sticks, you guys have any books?” over and over. Haha.

And oh, Mina’s dog, Buddy is really cool. Yeah, he’s huge & barking viciously is his idea of saying ‘I just wanna be your friend.’ Really. I suppose he sees Aikks as medium-rare steak and me as fried chicken combo. Nahh, Buddy was actually friendly and we played with him (if you can call reaching through his cage, getting licked and all, playing. They’re afraid he might run around lose in the neighbourhood so they keep him in this cage thing.) Huge dog too, German shepherd. I WANT A SHEEPDOG.

Speaking of animal companionship, I had this pet yesterday. For like, about 10 minutes. Till Josh came and freaked it out. Okay, whatever, so what if Luigi’s just a ladybug? Can’t find those anywhere. Sticks saw this ladybug-looking thing on the window sill. Despite Isaac being all crazy-cautious (“Chelsea, DON’T TOUCH IT, IT COULD BE POISONOUS!!!!!!”), it crawled on me and we decided to name it Luigi (it looked like those mushroom things in Mario). Anyway, Josh came and it flew away. Luigi doesn’t like pessimists. Hahahahaha. Kidding Josh.

On a more realistic term, I want sheepdog. Really.

Well, I gotta go now. TV calls. I borrowed this TV series from Rona, called The Catherine Tate Show and it is hilarious. British shows do have a great sense of humor despite what I originally thought (Harry Potter, I mean, come on, there wasn’t anything even remotely hilarious there). Gotta go finish it because The Pessimist’s mother wants to borrow it, hope you don’t mind Rona.

Enjoy the rest of your Friday, it’s already the weekend a little too soon.

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