Happy teacher’s day to… so many teachers! I can’t name them all, but yea, best wishes!
That’s Dr. Gan! Our class’s civics tutor! =)
Ah hah, it just seem like so yesterday when I went back to Yuanching. The usual people with the usual fun back then, and we can hardly find times like these to play together again. Dominic and I were amused by Sianglin =) Kinda?
The little girl who mysteriously appeared in my life, and came up with father-daughter relationship. Haven’t really seen the juniors for some time, so yea, most of them have grown! Some for the better, some for the worse (I guess). Shronn is still the most mischievous one, and that I am sure of!
Ate at Botak Jones for dinner, and then pool. So what happened during the afternoon…?
“Damien was studying with Shenn, Mel and Winifred. And pooh.”
Just last year, our class had one of the most elaborately decorated classroom to welcome teachers’ day. I guess most in E1 would probably agree that this is the even which we really showed class spirit. And that’s why it is so memorable.
This year… well, we shall see. I’m not expecting too much though. School’s not compulsory to attend tomorrow, so most would probably go back to their own secondary school. I’m speechless.
Our Tactics of Manipulation:
Shawn - “I whine until she does it”
Shenn - “I hit him so he will do it”
Melissa - “I tell him that everyone else is doing it”
Damien - “I show her how much fun it will be to do it”
That psychology book is fun. You guys should pick up it. But it is not for loan, argh.
We can be spies, or paparazzi, or super-gossipers. We can be anything you want, if we want. And that is so much fun. Math and Physics drove me me and Melissa crazy today. Shenn happily drew lots of graphs. Shawn… loves chemistry =)
Today was a rather dull day, aside from the time spent with the 3. Rainy day. Tired eyes. Sleepyhead. And stuffs. Guess I am heading down to JE almost every weekend.
Check out Shawn’s bangs! Such harmonious colors they are wearing.
You just need to blow it, and it will be equivalent to a 8.1 earthquake.
As in… the degree of destruction!
Shucks, Dr. Gan advised me to blog less. Well, guess that’s reasonable enough when I consider my results. But I haven’t posted in the past 3 days, haven’t I?
When you do something wrong, what do you do? The lowest level of reaction would be to be empathic and be glad to derive pleasure from the suffering of others. Felt darn bad when I heard that PY didn’t managed to get what he wanted cause we cut queue. Sorry bro!
And it is very easy to see the colors of people when such things happen. Some feel guilty, some don’t. Some feel real terrible and wanted to do something, some just kept silent and felt bad inside, and some just… haiz. Gawd.
Ever had this feeling that everyone has something much better than you when inside a room? That is what I feel whenever I step into class. Gotta work extra hard for promos!
No man is exempt from saying silly things; the mischief is to say them deliberately.
- Michel de Montaigne
I think I have an answer to a question I once asked. Seems like the only way to fight uncertainties is to be resolved and go against all odds.
Can I?
Lectures. Tutorials. Lectures. Tutorials. Today was a sleepfest. Can’t help but to doze off every now and then. It isn’t exactly because of studying though. Neither can I say its because of playing. Maybe it is because of thinking. Too much brain-power used to think about pointless things.
Like a mathematics equation of of the blue.
Or ponder about the definition of simple words like jokes and dreams.
Absurd, I know. And there’s more than just that which goes through my… mind.
If I put more effort into studies, will that make me better? I haven’t found an answer, but I need to anyways. And most of all, will it pay off.
Finally got this done. Well, can’t exactly say so. The hardest part about making this was not drawing it. Neither was it the slice and dice. Guess what, the most difficult part was to get people to write on it.
I shall not complain. At the very least, 20 people had signed. I think it is pretty detestable for me to get on my hands and knees just to get something done.
Someone who doesn’t rant about his frustrations, will eventually become crazy. That’s my theory. Yet it’s only acceptable when the rant is not overboard.
