Cuckoo Old Lady

I was happily listening to Justin Timberlake on my laptop while doing my revision for my math exam on Wednesday when I was rudely interupted by a text message I received from my uncool mother regarding my previous post:

Finally figured it out! My son think im not cool. My girl think im not cool. I must be hot! Yeah! :-P

Like, ZOMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sadly, this proves my theory that my mother is senile. YES MA YOU ARE A CRAZY SENILE OLD WOMAN!!! And also very disillusioned!

Sigh what am I to do?? *buries face in hands*

Ok, time for more randomness...

My exam officially starts this Wednesday, and no, I did not hit the panic button. Yet. Is this a good thing or a bad thing? Arsyad seems to think so. He says its a whole lot better than me crying and acting all weird again.

Exam stress seems to have turned me somewhat not quite right in the head this pass few days. I have been talking non-stop about nonsensical stuff that has no relevant to anything what so ever.

For example, while studying one night, I randomly texted Zul, telling him about his new tagline that I want him to have, "I R BABOON!!". That came out of no where unexpectedly.

I even told Andrew to curl his hair. I also called one of my housemates an orang utan for no reason at all.

Maybe I am the cuckoo one now...

Speaking of cuckoo, I actually had fun in Chemistry class last week. For the first time in history, Mr George called me by name on Friday! He used to call me small girl, and I think will forever call me that. But when he called me, "Sherene", I was like, is there another Sherene in the class?? And he even complimented me on Tuesday saying that I have small girl power :)

We play with chemicals and make pretty colours with weird pungent smell. The pretty one in the middle one is mine, and the sad ugly looking one on the far left is Chad's.

Wahahaha exam week people!! For the next month, expect total random, weird and unexpected things from me!!

XOXO