The one with the Procastination

I wish my life was more exciting. I wished I had more things to do. I wished I was involved in like plenty of meaningful projects and that the teachers gave me more work to do. I would like to use the time i have more productively. But I cant. Im very ineffective that way. Had the teachers ordered me to finish revision chapter 3 to 18 by tomorrow, I would be right on my ass immediatly working it off. Every night after school, when I head home, I make myself excuses.
"Its alright, I had a long day at school, let me watch a little TV"
"An extra half hour wont hurt!"
"Its only an hour til dinner, ill start work AFTER it"
"Dinner was filling, I need to rest a bit, wont hurt to watch TV"
"Whoops, its late night time to sleep"

And it happens every night. Worst still, last night I watched TV while doing my Social Study SBQs. I should be studying now. Yet I feel like goofy off. You know what? Im going to study now! Im going to revise my E math! Shorty right after this post is done!

Shaddup...

I hope I get into SJII, I think I really need it. From what I hear, the amount of work poured will keep me busy. To be honest, I like the part where after you do a good few hours of work, you stand up, stretch and say "Ah that was time well spent!"

Bleh...My life...

The one with the Valentines

Its Valentines day. Being a total geek I am, I found out how Valentines Day was created.

Valentines Day, was named after Saint Valentine, whose feast day lie on 14 Feb. Who interestingly enough, became a saint not because he was a man of love. No... That title is reserved only for Austin Powers. He was a saint because he was killed for his religion, a maryt of Christianity. Now... Im no genius. But how does one link, the bloody, hateful execuetion of a priest, with the Love machine that is Valentines Day?

Here is another fun fun fact. In South Korea, on the 14 Feb, Women give men chocolates as a token of love. On 14 March, Men reprocicate the appreciation by giving non-chocolate sweets. However on 14 April. Those who did not recieve any gifts, head to Chinese Restaurants and eat black noodles to mourn their single life.
Oh that is cruel....

The one where I shouted

So get this, the other day I was playing Tai Tee with, well the Tai Tee club of E4 (Qize, Amanda, Johnathon, the usual). It was during the Lit class when Ms Jaz wasnt in class. So as I was sorting my cards out, Hui Xiang started to throw pens at me. I glared at him, but he kept throwing them at me. When I refused to turned around to see him target me with the pens he threw them anyway. Any at that point, I snapped. I stood up and shouted at him, aiming the pen back in a high sweep. I saw him leap from his seat and cower by the metal closet.
I was loud, and ripped off a large one at Hui Xiang. And I turned around and saw that the class was silent. Or at least more silent. And for a moment, I felt like everyone was at that moment afraid of me, or at least respecting me.

Or so I thought. Or felt.

I sat down and played my pairs.

The one with the Spanish Dub

Plug in your earphones,
Clear your mind.
Play the video.

Happy 6 months.



Spanish dub...

The one with the rotting chicken

Dear readers, thank you for being patient with me. Blogs are not on my priority with so much going on.

Im going to do a little run down on school

Mdm Sieow, Im starting to dislike her, not hate her, just dislike her. I find her "homework" assignments in class too dry to be consider putting in effort, too lax to consider as work. It really bugs me that we are doing newspaper writing, that has absolutely nothing to do with any of our English syllabus. Its been a month and yet, we havent recieve any serious work yet, no essays, no letters, no nothing. I wish Mrs Ng was teaching again. Can almost hear her voice going "Hamdan! Where is your homework!" before shoving her finger out of the door.

The Canteen food is starting to infect my taste buds. I cannot really enjoy it any more. Out of the 6 stores selling food, I only dare approach the Rice store, for the others are either too plain, too deadly or too disgusting. But after a good year, the potatoes are turning mushy, the chicken rots in my mouth, the vegetables begin to taste like paper.
I need real food...

I believe ACE will begin to push my nights later. I might have to adjust to 6hrs of sleep soon. Damn it, I need to live closer.

It is the last year of my secondary school. I plan to collect and collate the numbers and emails of close friends, and bond with others so as to leave an imprint my memory on them. Currently, I working on Eugene, Jay, Dyian, Aloysious, Amanda, Johnaton, Denton and Qi Ze. Friends are prescious, we should treasure all of them and heal all nastiness between each other.