Day a hundred and forty seven.
david started on hydrocarbons in chemistry class today. this would be officially the first major chapter that he would be taking us on. if somehow i score better in this chapter on hydrocarbons, i'll know why i didnt do so great for the rest. the teachers fault, HAHA not mine.
we got our hands busy with building chemical formulas of hydrocarbons with the chemistry building block sets. since the class size was small ( we are proud to say we have only 9 left in our class from a start of 17 in the start) each of us had a set to our own to play with.
initially, we were all told to follow the formulas on the board and to make them out with the blocks we had. i guess we got carried away.

my idea of an alien. (i think i was deprived at childhood to make such stuff) somehow, sticking paper layered with glue on my sister's head didnt interest me that much;D

my idea of shayma ( head on the right, ass on the left) the ratio of sizes 5 : 1.
totally engrossed in fiddling with the springs and blocks, darryl called me. he distracted me away from making my army of soldiers. aggh! i was just about to finish with the general.
'hey midget!'
'what!' (looks up at him annoyed)
'look at this.'
( throws me the cover of the box)
(looks through the words)
(eyes widen and a smile broke out)
HA HA HA !!
at this point, everyone in class thought i was mentally unstable.
they thought i was crazy to have suddenly laughed out in an outburst.
'To insert spring in the hole, turn clockwise to screw on tightly, turn anticlockwise to remove spring.'
shayma, darryl and me were like the only ones laughing at no one's business. everyone else didnt get the joke.
'hey send me that pic!'
david asked us what's so funny about. we had to take the remaining of what's left of his lesson explaining to him on what's so immorally wrong with the statement. HAHA. he finally got it. he also thinks we're just crazy and stressed up. april start students, gosh i pity you guys. you have to rush your work to catch up with the rest of the feburary start, but hey, youre doing great! just dont turn out to be crazy like them. AHAHA.
a few days back, i went to the international office to eat my lunch there with the rest. shayma told me that the fruits up there on the tree were edible. i was doubtful. i know how gullible i can get and to him, that's only a bait to see me looking terribly stupid. i confirmed with mummy. she said it was a local fruit but she couldnt recall the name or so.
take the green one! they all said it. i looked at mummy and lp. even they seem to agree for me to pick the green on.
huh? i thought green were the ones that were unripe.
HEY DONT KID ME LA!
whines.
they were adamant on me picking the green one.
giving me all the excuses the the fruit was different from the rest.
BUT I SEE ORANGE ONES
why cant i pick those!
but amanda, the orange ones are sour
green ones are sweet
trust me!
TRUST ME they said trust me. being the gullible me, i trusted them, so much for great friends. i took one.
it tasted sour! i spat out whatever remains that i had in my mouth. the taste was horrible. even worst than your normal lemon or orange. not only did i taste sour, it tasted bitter. oh grosss! i cant believe i was so naive. damm those guys.
it seemed to amuse them while i was trying the unknown fruit. with half of my tongue sticked outwards to drain off my saliva of all the bitterness and sourness, i was like a poor retard foaming by the sides.

in the end, i was smart enough to get myself a orange one. now this tasted a whole lot better.
there was a big seed within. i didnt know. no one told me either. i bit hard into the fruit only to get my teeth jammed in between. and it hurted like shit.
the seeds left over were used to play against each other. we spat out the seeds after we were done with the fruit itself. i got hit in the front! BY A SEED. oh crap. shayma got it on his head. i couldnt spit far enough, didnt have the force to spit that far.
remind me; if its every those guys again and their tricks im not going to believe a single word they say. somehow in the end i suffer being the stupid one. dammit.