every monday and thurs i feel like puking blood. my crit thinking tutor is getting more menopausal by the moment, she actually called one of my classmates to ask where he was when he was late for tutorial. he was stupid enough to tell her that he woke up late so now she's fricking pissed. it doesn't help that my class is damn slack, she seems surprised by how unprepared we are every lesson.
my group mates are proving to be quite challenging, i hope i'm not being too overbearing during group discussions. they don't seem to know the focus of the qn and i have to steer them towards certain key ideas so we won't produce an essay that will kill me when i'm editing it.
i love dettol! it really smells like crisp linen, i had so much fun spraying it everywhere in my clothes cupboard. wish i could bring a bottle of it everywhere so i can eliminate the bad odours that lurk in nus' lts and tutorial classrooms. those places are probably cleaned every semester which explains the musty smell and the smelly feet smell that is prevalent in most classrooms.
our day will come.
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