Tuesday, June 02, 2009

Dead as a sitting duck, roast as a lamb man. Completely, utterly clueless and have not read a single sentence of the notes...of which I don't even have, I'm supposed to frikin' research it myself, wtflood. All because the two dodos came over today. Much of which was spent with Amanda sleeping like a baby on the couch (besides watching the sickass korean drama and attempting to meme her bio spa shit) and Ox colouring my doodles...and a drawing competition of an emo boy. Hahaha I shoulda taken a picture of the spankin' doodles that I'm ever so awesome in, aha kiddin'. Anyway, I failed both the papers I took so far. I just know it, I can only pray I pass. It's so frikin' hard and application-ish. Screwed. I think I need tuition. I might be in the headlines. " First poly student to hit tuition centres " That would really suck, I'd rather be on TV for singing taptap domination on SG Idol ahaha. Anyway the point is, since I already failed, I've lost all hope for the following papers, except ACM which I still have hope for. I mean, this time, I actually tried reading the important (or so I thought) points before taking the test. I didn't even bother last sem. What a disappointment. I could've been researching on goats and cows so I won't have to study for ACM. I was about to do so anyway, knowledge for a hopeful farm. And omg the main purpose of blogging today was to record this adrenaline-pumping encounter I had today. -> Brought Burney down to the living hall to show the two how the bird feeds. Decided to place Burney on my shoulder while preparing the food, BIRDMAN SLIPPED AND HENCEFORTH DECIDED TO FLY TOWARDS THE WINDOW. Omg, I seriously thank God at this part because he flew to the upper smaller windows instead of the huge one which if he flew straight out, that would mean goodbye Burney. So anyway he perched onto the sill, and we were pin-drop silent. Took out my finger and wagged 'Burney, Burney, Burneyyyyy" AND thank God again, he responded to the command and flew onto my finger. WHEEEW, training him to fly to my finger for the past week paid off. That was like totally blood-pumping when he was on the window sill, didn't want to lose my first bird to the wild mannn.

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