I had actually been looking forward to normal lessons after the past week of, well, at least it was called post exam activities. And it was quite fun. And contained ice cream.
Now, a whole week of no lesson. (I suspect that one day, when I am buried under tons of homework and stress, I will look back on this post and call myself an ungrateful something)
Hey, not as though I have nothing to do now. I have a volunteering form to fill, an email to reply to, a short story competition to participate in, three story ideas that I need to magically conjure up by 26 oct, and a conference to prepare. And project work, which has been haunting me day and night. I think we had never work this hard before from the start of the year.
Now,a game, spot the grammatical error in the above.
More background on that: Earlier this morning, when I was typing out the post in the school com lab which is not exactly private, the guy sitting next to me said suddenly,you have a grammar error.
I did not jump, to my credit. But I stared at him for several seconds to confirm that he is talking to me, and maybe for clues as to why he was reading over my shoulder in the first place. Nope, his face was expressionless. So I turned back to my computer, started reading the first few words, and found that I cannot concentrate,because it's so freaking embarrassing and maybe he is continuing to read the rest of the post and how am I supposed to calm down and find a grammatical error while it means letting him continue to read. So I did the only thing I could, other than press the shut down button(no way,I finally got a spot in the very crowded computer lab), I hit the publish button. Then, with a glance back to the guy(no reaction whatsoever), I started to read legitimate looking articles by Matt P--. If I could whistle innocently, I would.
Well, at least he hasn't seen my url. But that doesn't mean he cannot find my blog. Eek:(
Shall stop thinking about it and go for coffee now.
Now,a game, spot the grammatical error in the above.
More background on that: Earlier this morning, when I was typing out the post in the school com lab which is not exactly private, the guy sitting next to me said suddenly,you have a grammar error.
I did not jump, to my credit. But I stared at him for several seconds to confirm that he is talking to me, and maybe for clues as to why he was reading over my shoulder in the first place. Nope, his face was expressionless. So I turned back to my computer, started reading the first few words, and found that I cannot concentrate,because it's so freaking embarrassing and maybe he is continuing to read the rest of the post and how am I supposed to calm down and find a grammatical error while it means letting him continue to read. So I did the only thing I could, other than press the shut down button(no way,I finally got a spot in the very crowded computer lab), I hit the publish button. Then, with a glance back to the guy(no reaction whatsoever), I started to read legitimate looking articles by Matt P--. If I could whistle innocently, I would.
Well, at least he hasn't seen my url. But that doesn't mean he cannot find my blog. Eek:(
Shall stop thinking about it and go for coffee now.
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