Olympic Day.

Our school had an Olympic Day.

So basically, our homeroom teachers would be given the name of a random country, and our homeroom would be decorated according to the theme of the country. Students can even dress up in their traditional costumes. 

Unfortunately.

The principal, as usual, did not allow the secondary students to take part...all because of academics.

Someone needs to do something about her or none of us will be able to get a scholarship.

We were allowed to look around for an hour in the nicely decorated places though. And we could watch the parade that took place in the morning.

And again. Because the teacher kept blabbering on and on again, my group ended up missing the parade, while the other group even managed to go downstairs and enjoy. Dad suggested I throw rocks at them lol. 

After having tears of frustration and anger, we just went to look around the stalls.

And if we were allowed to take our cameras that day, I would've taken pictures of everything cause it was really nice! Many foods, different countries, lots of fun!

Me and Rochelle went for face painting and together with Kim, Sam and the others had a fun time trying out all the food.

And when it was already past one hour, we had to go back to class. 

But I skipped that class anyway cause fuck them, I'm not going back there after all the shit that's happened.

Overall, it was okay. And it was real relaxed after. :)

The stuff I got:

Only for RM2, made by the primary students. So cute! :)

Face painting was nice. :)

We get passport stamps of each country we visited. I had others on my other hand, but I was too lazy to take a pic.

I have learnt the true meaning of no-fun and restriction.

Thanks to this school, I know what being in jail sort of feels like.