Got my injection on Friday, after school. It was horrible! Last year, I wanted it but on Friday, I dreaded it. I was like screaming for my mom in the nurses' room. Okay, not really screaming. Just calling her loudly. After the injection, it didn't hurt until I stretched my arm. So until now, it hurts. It wouldn't have if I didn't stretch my arm. What horror.
And now, my dad keeps hitting me on my left arm.

Went to SHPS before the tragic event. Ms Tan's ex-pupils were crowding all around her. Her previous previous previous batch to her previous batch. And we were all trying to attract her attention. We stressed Ms Tan out. Ha. It was also like a family reunion. Firdauz, Elyana, Fila, Nadine!, Nicole, Pei Si, Chen Ting and my sisters. So nice.
We were like asking Ms Tan, "Our class is better than this year's one, right?"
But then the 2007 class that Ms Tan taught were saying, "6/5 is better than 6/3, right?"
And so we were debating.
In conclusion of this debate, 6/5 was the most chaotic class while we 6/3ers were the good class. And for 6/1 now, Ms Tan hasn't decided.

My liberty ended yesterday at midnight. It's tragic!