Stars are falling for us

So, we were talking about diaries in English class today, and not surprisingly, when Mr Meer asked, "How many of you keep diaries?Now, don't you all rush to put your hands up," he was greeted by the usual silence. Harhar. I couldn't care less about diaries..although I attempted to keep one when I was..wait,when was it again? Primary 3? ^o) He then went on talking about this whole similar-to-time-capsule thing that we've gotta do. Basically, it's simple: pick something that's precious or has its sentimental values to you and bury it. Well, not literally bury it, but ah, you get what I mean. C= Not to mention that we have to write something about it and what are our 'future plans.' SO...when October comes, we retrieve this thing out from whereever it is and honestly,I don't know what we're supposed to do. This is a tough task for me since I'm not such a sentimental person and just simply chuck anything that's old or unused or 'brings bad memories' out of the house..POOF, never to be seen again. Plus, I'm just not the kind of people that cleans their room every week and goes 'Oh, I remember this thing. Ah, it brings back memories blablabla' that kind of crap when they found something memorable in their room. I guess I'm pretty superficial. Hah.

Mr Ray George wasn't there for Elit today due to some sickness that made him went home even before recess and left us with THREE free periods. Hell yeah, this IS life =)