Thursday
Phew the week is almost over, i can almost smell the weekend coming.Though it means that the exams are drawing near by each passing minute. Today i ,Samuel, was a witness to a brutal slamming of pride by my teacher to my classmate.
As usual my giant teacher walked into the room and started to scold the class, sometimes over cleaniness and shit like that,however she choose to slam my friend today. If memory does not fail me, she said that other weaker students were improving and their narrative pieces could match up to those of my friend. Now as i have read with no biasness or what-so-ever my friends stories, i can boldy say that it is not of a mediocre standard and even students who are average may find it hard to imitate his style and flair for writing. Injustice. My helpless friend received a set of uninspiring commments made to him, after my teacher has done her duty to him, she moved on to another student. The other student is also above average in his English, so like a merciless dagger, she started to stab the confidence of that student again. After all that, feeling satisfied, she halted her slaughterings.
All these etched into my mind, adding to the horrible stories of unmotivating and undeserving teachers. Many teachers have made comments to students that do not have any constructive purposes,maybe the one made today was to burst the ego of better students(english) and inflate those that are weaker. I do not see the need for her to compare student among student, it just makes one feel terrible and the other arrogant. I would suggest for her to generously give compliments and take back those ugly phrases. But however bad she was today i still admire her for putting in effort in teaching our class.
Talking about teachers, i think my chemistry test has been fossilized on my chem teachers table. The worst inefficient record of returning marked assignments i experienced was 2 months, that was in secondary two. But looks like theres this new up and still existing record with my organic chemistry test paper. You may think one overdued assignment is bad enough, i actually have two still in the process of being exhumed from the ground or wherever it is. My school talks about self-dicipline and all those obvious moral values but they do not seem to apply to teachers, only students. So applying the value of persevere, i will continue to wait for the return of my test papers.
Recently there has been this haze going on, some part of me thinks that some country is trying to kill off her neighbours using this underhand tatic. Now even the PSI keeps poping out at the corner of the tv screen, which was previously non-existent. This has made me realise that i have took for granted all the past happy days where i could just inhale and not cough or spit out phalem. Last time it used to be normal to have fresh air to breathe in and enjoy outdoor activites, but for the last few weeks, that itself was considered sacred. Well its not that you cannot go and jog in the haze, its just like smoking, no one says you cannot and no one encourages it. This haze has brought about a deeper meaning to the term "smell the roses"
Chao!
it was at; 6:12 AM
Biology pract down!
Yay! the cursed biology practical is finally down and defeated(not vice versa) though at the start there was this major cock up,my onion ring prepared could not fit into the petri dish,damn that. But anyways i found out soon enough and completed my biology practical. It was similiar to some practice that i did( sceptical about source) but my faithful biology teacher had failed to go through and i found myself copying the answers from the ask and learn potral that faithful day.
I just finished this beautiful book( the language) titled "the breathtaker" by some author. Its about this tornando hit city which houses this murderer who kills his victims when the chaos of the tornando strikes. I wonder why is it that only man are portrayed as cold-blooded and ruthless murderers, cause maybe the world is still sexist. Coming to the topic of people being sexist, i do have someone like this in my life currently. She is bigoted against my friend and gang( which includes me) and will wave her club like arm threateningly at any defiant student( again my friend and gang and me). She will knock your puny skull unconcious and deprive your brain of blood for that few seconds with her baseball bat arm, while mimicing some hokkien expert and calling us foul names. But i know that she just wants us to do well so that hopefully it will show up on her working record.
T'day i had the most unpleasant bus trip back home, resting the story book that i have mentioned on my lap and soaking up the contents, a continued assault came into hearing range.
It sadly came from a boy wearing the same uniform as me. He was in his high pitched gossip like tone blabering at a girl beside him,sadly in the same uniform. He was talking and yaking non-stop and if you took a pen and copied it down, it could complete a novel. It was just pure annoyance and displeasure to be sitted in a 2m radius around him. I marvel the girl for standing all his bullshit as nothing contructive came out of his filthy mouth. What irked me the most was his girl like voice,damn he was in sec 2 and still his adam apple was hiding behind those layers of fat. Hes squeaky and girly voice made my hands mechanically clench into a fist,hoping to shove it down his elephant throat and stop that non senseless chatter.Sometimes.
Well that whining from me was just to heave it off my chest, being the only under 20 in the house, i do lack a listening ear whom can understand the pains that a bus ride with a faulty radio brings. Chao!
it was at; 1:53 AM
Wrestling
Damn i must admit,i am getting hooked onto playing wwe card games again. Ever since that very day, after my friend re-introduced the card game to me,now i have that feeling again. Its been bottled up ever since i stopped playing in the early stages of secondary three,now i feel like unleashing it again. Mind you not starting to wrestle people like action figures, but the feeling of triumph every time i manage to jostle someone to victory in the card game. But its werid that ever since i stopped watching and playing wrestling cards, i have stopped becoming so violent and flaring up at every little thing that does not agree with me.Not that i am a gentle loving bambi now, but i just do not wack people really hard that often, or wack people in case u were wondering. Yea so i guess its good that channel 5 also stops showing all those wrestling shows which i would just stay up late to watch and go to sleep with images of flying man and steel chairs. Guess it was not a very family orientated show and friendly with images, but what the heck it feeded my thirst for the wrestling moves and the entertainment showbiz of it. So hungrily and faithfully i would sit down on my sofa on friday nights and watch the whole one hour of it, including the advertisement that had any form of wrestling of it. It would change and the following day i would try to practise the moves that i watched on any live specimens around.
So my life was just revolving around wrestling and playing the card game, maybe i was addicted to violence that time, but it just felt uneasy when i was not allowed to watch or play wrestling and i would kick up a fuss over nothing.
Now its all over and i have this feeling this cycle would start again. I just need the divine strength to push all this away now! chao!
it was at; 7:36 AM
Monday
Another week to face, and still recovering from my lousy flu and cough. I did quite well for my prelims considering that my term 3 was not even good enough for jc..
Today i was once again overwhelmed by the urge to buy WWE booster packs. My hands started to get itchy and my mind was in a whirl. I was in a A BSHOP and there was just this rows and rows of neatly arranged booster packs that seemed to draw me in to buy them. My first reaction was to check my wallet, Done! i had 4 dollars just enough for one booster pack. I was really undecided at that time if i should buy it, its just so unresistable. My friends beside me tried to pry me away from the store as i just kept staring at the booster packs like a hungry wolf.
Alas i bought my first booster in this year, my trembling hands could not contain the excitement. As much as i wanted to rip it open and devour its contents, i could not as if it contained a Foil card i would pretty much ruin it. After minutes of trying to pry it open in a careful fashion,it was still in vain. In the end my friend wx had to open it for me( so much for keeping short nails). My eyes scanned card by card for the hope of a foil,but it was a blasted attempt.gtg eat now.chao
it was at; 3:16 AM
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