Oh..how history has interpreted you..
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Thursday, October 15, 2009
If there is a god out there who can "break, blow or batter my heart" and "ravish" me as punishment for slacking, then perhaps I will be more motivated to mug harder.
oh well, since this won't ever happen, I shall just pretend that theres such a thing happening hahahaha.
I will burn my bread, oops i mean dread.
oh well, since this won't ever happen, I shall just pretend that theres such a thing happening hahahaha.
I will burn my bread, oops i mean dread.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
wow....
wow just wow. misread and didn't read instructions properly respectively for seahist and literature prelim papers. like woohoooo....
i don't rly care much for lit, considering that lye just gave me a "you're so dumb i can't be bothered to laugh at you" look at the end of the paper on top of that.
I suppose the seahist accident will forever immortalize within my mind that 1940-1945 was the bloody japanese occupation instead of the god-given decol with the americans being benevolent bastards who RLY RLY wanted sea to achieve independence out of the goodness of their hearts.
heck, why am i worrying about it man? after all last choice is just cambridge and oxford. But i rly rly want to get into nus which is like ZOUNDS so much more difficult than studying at london. Sianz man, worse case scenario go harvard lah..
btw, if you didn't get any of that, dun try. Its only understood by birds of the same feather.
i don't rly care much for lit, considering that lye just gave me a "you're so dumb i can't be bothered to laugh at you" look at the end of the paper on top of that.
I suppose the seahist accident will forever immortalize within my mind that 1940-1945 was the bloody japanese occupation instead of the god-given decol with the americans being benevolent bastards who RLY RLY wanted sea to achieve independence out of the goodness of their hearts.
heck, why am i worrying about it man? after all last choice is just cambridge and oxford. But i rly rly want to get into nus which is like ZOUNDS so much more difficult than studying at london. Sianz man, worse case scenario go harvard lah..
btw, if you didn't get any of that, dun try. Its only understood by birds of the same feather.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Is it disturbing to consider about dropping out of school altogether and researching means to get jobs such as cleaning and construction work about 1 week before prelims?
Of course not, why would it be man?
sianz, this is it. It truly doesen get worse than this.
Of course not, why would it be man?
sianz, this is it. It truly doesen get worse than this.
Monday, July 13, 2009
the visit at the hospital was quite sobering. Apart from skipping maths lecture as i always do, I was quite reflective of my life up till now, what my life means, and in general all the standard garbage a semi-emo kid would think about. what can i say, some people actually think it adds character and who am i to dispute that.
crap aside, I was feeling abit sad and depressed as I went for my therapy. I heard that after a fracture, no matter how gd the recovery is, theres bound to be some lasting effects and limited flexibility compared to my old hand. As I sat around and looked at the other people around, I began to realize how insignificant my injury was.
There was a man with a horribly scarred 4th finger, with a missing 5th finger, sitting silently next to me at the table, applying lotion to his swollen digits. I dun know how he sustained that injury but looking at him, somehow I detect a sense of sadness. Beside me was also another man who could not even move his wrist without extreme pain, and had to rely on a machine to slowly flex it for him.
Looking at these people, I have no right to feel depressed at all. On a side note, the toys that the doctor gave to me were pretty ok. one of the machines was a giant box like thing that I had to put my hand in while therapeutic particles swirled around at a comfortable 40 degrees. Felt like drifting off to sleep just then.
Nothing much at sch nowadays. didn't take cts, can't complain.
its gonna be a long road ahead. ms ng wun be around in term 4. that means all sea hist questions and doubts have to be cleared like NOW. Ms Ng is a great teacher, I wonder how she actually acquired that experience at teaching. There are teachers who only know how to read from notes and can't explain for nuts. There are teachers who know how to read from notes (they fail at life if they can't read in any case) and find ways to make them interesting. And there are teachers who challenge you to actually think and form your own assumptions which is a very fine line to walk. Leave students to their own imagination and they generally submit unmarkable stuff thats too general and supposedly indicative of "creativity". restrict a student too much, and they wun find much interest in actually learning. after all its just rinse and repeat. Ms Ng is a teacher who finds that right balance, I wonder whether its just her natural personality or built on experience.
In ri, teachers like G. Matthews livened up class by bringing in clear and powerful media and entertainment to build up interest and links to the issue. Ms Yang Chay Mei, had a sarcastic biting wit and insulted basically anyone she looked at. Funny, I liked her. Despite making fun of everything from our names to our tendencies, (she once called me a sickly man incapable of enduring illness becos of my green jacket), it became a challenge for me to score well in chinese. I was just motivated to prove her wrong. Well, she did expected me to get an A; in her words I COULD get an A. I guess it was a minor disappointment for her in the end. and how could i forget alba, our resident literature witch, who struck fear in our hearts and despair at her fail level in life? She was also 1 who employed biting sarcasm and insults to the full and I enjoyed her class tremendously. heck, everyone did.
Last but not least, the greatest teacher on earth is my sec 1 english teacher. Razif. The ultimate. "hey boys, i shall be taking mc for 2 weeks, cya then" a slacker for a teacher. a student's best dream.
nitez
crap aside, I was feeling abit sad and depressed as I went for my therapy. I heard that after a fracture, no matter how gd the recovery is, theres bound to be some lasting effects and limited flexibility compared to my old hand. As I sat around and looked at the other people around, I began to realize how insignificant my injury was.
There was a man with a horribly scarred 4th finger, with a missing 5th finger, sitting silently next to me at the table, applying lotion to his swollen digits. I dun know how he sustained that injury but looking at him, somehow I detect a sense of sadness. Beside me was also another man who could not even move his wrist without extreme pain, and had to rely on a machine to slowly flex it for him.
Looking at these people, I have no right to feel depressed at all. On a side note, the toys that the doctor gave to me were pretty ok. one of the machines was a giant box like thing that I had to put my hand in while therapeutic particles swirled around at a comfortable 40 degrees. Felt like drifting off to sleep just then.
Nothing much at sch nowadays. didn't take cts, can't complain.
its gonna be a long road ahead. ms ng wun be around in term 4. that means all sea hist questions and doubts have to be cleared like NOW. Ms Ng is a great teacher, I wonder how she actually acquired that experience at teaching. There are teachers who only know how to read from notes and can't explain for nuts. There are teachers who know how to read from notes (they fail at life if they can't read in any case) and find ways to make them interesting. And there are teachers who challenge you to actually think and form your own assumptions which is a very fine line to walk. Leave students to their own imagination and they generally submit unmarkable stuff thats too general and supposedly indicative of "creativity". restrict a student too much, and they wun find much interest in actually learning. after all its just rinse and repeat. Ms Ng is a teacher who finds that right balance, I wonder whether its just her natural personality or built on experience.
In ri, teachers like G. Matthews livened up class by bringing in clear and powerful media and entertainment to build up interest and links to the issue. Ms Yang Chay Mei, had a sarcastic biting wit and insulted basically anyone she looked at. Funny, I liked her. Despite making fun of everything from our names to our tendencies, (she once called me a sickly man incapable of enduring illness becos of my green jacket), it became a challenge for me to score well in chinese. I was just motivated to prove her wrong. Well, she did expected me to get an A; in her words I COULD get an A. I guess it was a minor disappointment for her in the end. and how could i forget alba, our resident literature witch, who struck fear in our hearts and despair at her fail level in life? She was also 1 who employed biting sarcasm and insults to the full and I enjoyed her class tremendously. heck, everyone did.
Last but not least, the greatest teacher on earth is my sec 1 english teacher. Razif. The ultimate. "hey boys, i shall be taking mc for 2 weeks, cya then" a slacker for a teacher. a student's best dream.
nitez
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