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Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Lots of stuff has happened but I wasn't in the mood to blog. I had German E learning(Internet learning sucks, I don't understand anything) and had to bai4 nian2 for CNY and I was out for the whole weekend. I went snoozing on Monday in my cosy comfy bed and on Tuesday I was earning money in Audition while completing the darned History(WW1) and A Math(Crap, I never wanted to take A Math, now I don't really understand it).

Here I am on a typical Tuesday night, having just re-read and re-read and re-read Pat's(My aunt's friend in Switzerland who I constantly e-mail for help on German) e-mail till I understood the Dativ thing. Then I copied and pasted the table on verbs and colour coded everything and MAXIMISED the thing(I used landscape so I could make it bigger) so I can memorise it easily for the test. It's on Thursday by the way, THURSDAY!!!!! Yes, you didn't hear me wrongly, it's in 2 days time and I haven't done anything. Oh the dreaded Deutsche Verben and Nominativ, Akkusativ, Dativ, why can't you just simplify yourselves like English and make like 10 million peoples' lives(like those in Germany, Switzerland and Austria, maybe its more than 10 million) easier?!?!

But I shall persevere, till I can speak in fluent German(I'm not aiming for perfect, I can't hit that, but at least be undersstood when spoken) and persevere way past Sec 4 to JC 2 so that when I join a tour group with all the rich taitais to Germany, I can speak to the locals there and watch their gawping faces behind my back, to think that I can actually communicate in the local language and all they're pro at is splurging on branded goods! Muahahahaha! Fine, my main objective of learning 3rd lang wasn't that... it was to make my piano life easier cuz for Theory, we have to like MEMORISE all the italian, french and german performance directions(and only about 2% is German) and I thought if I learnt the language it would make my life much easier. But then, I did NOT get into French, so I have to make do with Deutsch, not that its such a bad thing. Still, isn't Vienna the music capital of the world? Isnt Vienna in Austria? Isn't Austria German-speaking, so why are majority of the words Italian instead of German?!?!?!

Speaking of which, I have never heard of an Italian composer, russian yes, french yes, german LOTS, but no italians. I know you guys have got many great artists and painters there but thats beside the point. That was certainly not racist, if you guys think it is, which I do not think sounded like it was, I just needed to raise my doubts on the topic.

I shall change the sibject now cuz I guess its getting boring and I kinda got carried away. You know I broke a test tube in Biology practical the other day. And if you knew who my Bio teacher was you wouldn't be screaming with laughter like you probably are now, because he is like the most, or one of the most freakingly fierce and scary teachers and scold you for no reason. Once, he rolled his eyes at me when all I did was ask him how many drops of 1% copper sulphate solution to drop into the test tube because I didn't quite understand the instructions. Goodness, you get it don't you.

Well as I was saying, one fine(ok, it was boiling hot in there cuz everyone had their Bunsen burners on) Bio lesson, I was washing my test tube by shaking it to and fro with clean water inside, and I was doing it in the sink(I don't know why). Suddenly the bottom of the test tube hit the side of the sink while I was shaking it and there was this 'clang' sound. I thought I should check to see if it was broken although it didn't sound like it was, but when I looked down, "OMG!!!!!! I BROKE IT!!!! I AM SO DEAD!!!!!" I didn't really say that, but that was what I was feeling. All I said was something along the lines of, "Shoot, I broke it, now how?" Well, there was no choice was there? I had to tell the teacher, so I raised my hand, called his name a few times, and acted innocent. I said, "Umm... Mr. ***, I broke the bottom of the test tube..." I was so hoping he wouldn't ask how, cuz if he did, he'd probably scold me for being too careless. All he said was, "Ok, nevermind" Can you believe it?!?! Ahahaha. So I cleared it up, or rather he did, he didn't let me do the clearing up(I think he was super scared that I would cut myself then he'd get the blame!) So he went to put the broken test tube in the same basket where all the non-broken, good ones are, except I didn't know that, not till much later.

SO I had to get a new test tube to continue with my experiment right? I then walked over to the red basket(which now contained 2 test tubes) and I just grabbed the one closest to me and I brought it back to my bench. I then proceeded to pour some glucose solution into the test tube and iot wasn't till I finished poiuring did I realise that the glucose solution was dripping out from the bottom of the test tube. I looked at the bottom(feeling puzzled) and you know what heppened next! The test tube I grabbed happened to be the VERY ONE THAT I HAD BROKEN JUST MINUTES BEFORE!!!!! ARGH!!! And it was GLUCOSE! Its sweet, and its sticky, and now I have to clear it up with the cloth!
Yucks.

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