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Monday, September 13


othello essay.
the mystery of the missing lit essay.

it was a boring tuesday late afternoon when mr alfred pang decided to give us an Othello essay. "how far does the context of war and soldiery contribute to the tragedy in Othello?" four pages. not typewritten.
okkkk. i thought. that can wait. two weeks and 5hours later, voila! after a few hours of hard work, inkless pens, and flipping thru the book (some pages for the first time in my life), i managed to produce (read: crap out) a five-page long essay! on a topic i have no idea about! heheh. i was pretty proud. my longest essay ever.

so, during a misty wednesday morning in CJC, i decided to finally hand in my work. along with ms nathan's PC work. yeap. they were two and three weeks late respectively. (hey, better late than.. well yknow..) yeah! by some weird coincidence, their mailtrays were only two boxes apart. 12 and 14. somehow, apparently, though im pretty sure i checked, i got the essays mixed up.
today, a week after the incident, mr pang tells me i handed in the PC essay to him. and ms nathan didnt get the Othello essay.

of course, knowing her, i think she just took it and lost it somewhere. mr pang told me to write another one for him. 5 pages!! hello!! like, hell no!!! haha. ok sorry. but seriously! it took me ages. i dont care. cheryl's on the hunt. i will find that essay if it kills me, cos writing it again certainly will. yess. the search is on. no stone will go unturned, no pidgeon hole will hold anymore pidgeons, no piece of paper will get away uninspected!

ok. i exaggerate. first thing tmr i'll......... go ask ms nathan again to search her desk properly. yesh, that's a good start ain't it?
so the mystery of the missing lit essay continues. the saga ensues. please stay tuned. will be back for more updates tmr. hopefully though, this silly story will end soon. i hafta hand in the rewrite by wed. oh please please please lemme find it!

-- to be cont.


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