I was nervous to go to a new school. This morning the stupid clock managed to become one hour earlier. So the clock rang at 4.45 a.m. What a bad way to start a new school year. Met Ying San at Jurong East MRT station and went to school together. Upon reaching there we went to look at the grouping for orientation. And found out that we are different grp.
Then went to the grp and got the paper for choosing the subject comb. I want. And horrors to horrors I am only qualified for Econ, Hist/Geo and MT A. MT A!!!!!! They dun even let me study Maths while this person who was sitting beside me in the hall was allowed to take Maths when she failed A Maths as well!!!?!?!?!?
How unfair. And imagine me taking Chinese Literature!!! Goodness! Taking Hist and Econ are already a risk. Hence I went to queue for appeal. In the form I am supposed to state the reasons and elaborate why I am to be given what I appeal for. Haiz.
I forgot to mention that the principal is very long winded. I sat there from 8a.m. plus to 10.30 a.m. and my legs hurts.
Because of all the things I had to do and I could not get the combination I hoped for, I do not get a good impression of the school. The programme for the first day was boring.
We are supposed to bring $10 for orientation things.
After school went to LOT 1 for lunch then went to buy a few comics. Going to play Maple later. Hope I can kill the monsters and vent out my feelings. Namely vexed, irritated and depressed.