Tuesday, October 20, 2009
back after so long and feels great to start typing again after staring at the screen for about an hour revising math and facebooking at the same time.
and switching about radio stations. but cartunes are coming up soon :D
see how effective my revision skills are.
anyway, constantly on the lookout for people passing by to avoid getting scolded.
yes, i should become a spy sometime. but i'ld fail miserably.
anyway.
today was alright.
i really hope to scrape an A so my tuition teacher will only need to come by every once a fortnight.
promises, promises. teachers have got to help a poor soul here.
so, about the science exam.
the teacher was, well, i don't know. my mum's loads better.
and she was telling us of the important stuff. which we would have known.
oh nevermind, reminds me of my 5-year-old days, where adults talk really loudly as if children are stupid or just plain deaf.
now, for my own MLIA post:
yesterday, my dad and I were waiting for 8 to come. By 7:50, we were seated in front of the television. We enjoyed watching Spongebob Squarepants tremendously. I'm 14, he's 44. MLIA.
rah. idk what to feel.
math is coming. yay us.
i scream, you scream. we scream for ice-cream.
so now, i'm going to attempt to tell you all exactly how you feel
you can't wait for tomorrow to come. you've been waiting for this day so long. you've done a countdown days, weeks, months ago. the whole aim of going to school is going to be over. yes, its the end of your exams. just one more paper? how hard could that get?
now for balancing equations or lorms essays.
BUT, dear people out there,
its the math paper tomorrow, our best and perhaps favourite subject. talking about subject, our hand has been subjected to torture for the past week and is practically dead. but we have to always be positive because, well, we indeed had a long weekend to send our hand to the healing organization. 3 days, may i correct myself, four.
and yet, today, we remember the moments where we race against time. it's as though the speed of our hands cannot beat the speed of the clock which moves at a pathetic rate of 5 cm per second.
and everyone's rushing for time for english, chinese and what more mathematics.
therefore, we as students, have the time of our lives and such a unique experience. but don't worry, everyone goes through it.
note: this explanation is meant for people who feel suicidal or have a lack of vocabulary to explain themselves. it is also meant for motivational purposes where you know that someone is suffering the same plight as you.
we are waiting for playtime, fellow 3-year-olds.
"FOR NARNIA"
<3
x4:42 PM.
>Tuesday, October 20, 2009
back after so long and feels great to start typing again after staring at the screen for about an hour revising math and facebooking at the same time.
and switching about radio stations. but cartunes are coming up soon :D
see how effective my revision skills are.
anyway, constantly on the lookout for people passing by to avoid getting scolded.
yes, i should become a spy sometime. but i'ld fail miserably.
anyway.
today was alright.
i really hope to scrape an A so my tuition teacher will only need to come by every once a fortnight.
promises, promises. teachers have got to help a poor soul here.
so, about the science exam.
the teacher was, well, i don't know. my mum's loads better.
and she was telling us of the important stuff. which we would have known.
oh nevermind, reminds me of my 5-year-old days, where adults talk really loudly as if children are stupid or just plain deaf.
now, for my own MLIA post:
yesterday, my dad and I were waiting for 8 to come. By 7:50, we were seated in front of the television. We enjoyed watching Spongebob Squarepants tremendously. I'm 14, he's 44. MLIA.
rah. idk what to feel.
math is coming. yay us.
i scream, you scream. we scream for ice-cream.
so now, i'm going to attempt to tell you all exactly how you feel
you can't wait for tomorrow to come. you've been waiting for this day so long. you've done a countdown days, weeks, months ago. the whole aim of going to school is going to be over. yes, its the end of your exams. just one more paper? how hard could that get?
now for balancing equations or lorms essays.
BUT, dear people out there,
its the math paper tomorrow, our best and perhaps favourite subject. talking about subject, our hand has been subjected to torture for the past week and is practically dead. but we have to always be positive because, well, we indeed had a long weekend to send our hand to the healing organization. 3 days, may i correct myself, four.
and yet, today, we remember the moments where we race against time. it's as though the speed of our hands cannot beat the speed of the clock which moves at a pathetic rate of 5 cm per second.
and everyone's rushing for time for english, chinese and what more mathematics.
therefore, we as students, have the time of our lives and such a unique experience. but don't worry, everyone goes through it.
note: this explanation is meant for people who feel suicidal or have a lack of vocabulary to explain themselves. it is also meant for motivational purposes where you know that someone is suffering the same plight as you.
we are waiting for playtime, fellow 3-year-olds.
"FOR NARNIA"
<3
//4:42 PM
