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Thursday, January 25, 2007

hi. it's been 5 days. and tomorrow's a FRIDAY. yeah. fridays are always one of the best days in the week. back in my short hair days(secondary school times duh), i always loved fridays. since i'm dismissed at 1220pm, the earliest in any other school day. the first thing in mind was to go HOME. staying longer in the school grounds for me would only risk the danger of getting caught for long hair by the DM, or if seen by certain teachers, i could be made to stay back because im not the type who would do any form of homework. so, just like any other student who isnt a nerd, once those bells go off, they would blast through the back gates.

MONDAY.

had theory class which was like 12pm. i was being a super pig that morning. i woke up around 1045am, which was already considered super late. but i still could sleep while showering halfway. ok. so, i reached the bustop like 1135am, and the bus was no where in sight. but i saw jyne, so great, im not so lonely.

how shitty. i got into class like 15 minutes late, i opened the door so stealthily that almost nobody knew i came in. but once i started dragging the chairs, heads started turning. damn. the shittiest thing was that, i didnt inform the teacher after class to mark my attendance, so, yah, i'm marked absent i guess.

130pm. HIStORY CLASS.

this class features a teacher who is very much like a looping CD track. she keeps going on and on, and her slides on the screen that we're supposed to copy, she kept skipping them halfway when we're still having it down, so that pisses us off the most. someone kindly use her laptop during class while shes not looking, and secretly send those notes to us via email. that would be good. so we wont need to hastily scribble huge chunks of words within 30 seconds for each slide.

230pm.

not worth wasting my energy typing out a paragraph for time wasted waiting for the next "important" meeting at 430pm which turned out to be completely not worth even attending.

TUESDAY.

class started like 4pm, and i was ALMOST late. if i was, that would be damn retarded. ummmm, this class.. Arts Management. sad to say, today's class was boring like hell. the first group had started presenting their work. they recorded a video, but it was like so rushed, and the speaker was like going too fast, we almost had no idea what she was talking about. so we're lost.

skip class. nothing worth to talk about it. ok, and so after it ended, i stayed back a little while more to do some discussing on my group's project work. our due that is March 27, which is still super longg ahah, but i cant be lazy la.

6pm.

i went off to meet a friend. we had fun together. end of story.

WEDNESDAY.

had those awful classes in the freaking morning again. thankfully i wasnt late. i came in just on time, and my name was called out right on time. at least im present 2 weeks in a row. and i caught no ball again this lesson. haiz. i guess, the only way for me to really improve in this sector is when i get an actual KEYBOARD at home to practise on.

11am.

ok this is probably the dumbest thing in timetable history. my next class starts only at SIX pm. so that means... i have SEVEN hours of break. which is iNsAnE. so i just went over to the bustop, and did the logical thing, which is to go home. and i have doubts about returning for the next class. so eventually, once i settled down at home, i felt damn lazy to leave my home once more. so i didnt go. hahaha.

THURSDAY. (today)

was the ONLY person late for the first lesson in the day. so it's embarassing. having to sign that dreaded piece of paper in front of a few hundred eyes staring at me, and also having to sit down at the first row, because there werent any free seats upstairs.

i surfed the net in this lesson. attempted to watch Youtube videos but i guess the guys providing us the wifi network were smart. somehow, they got a way to counter us from loading the videos fully on youtube, and also, using MSN. so, damn. i'm stuck with surfing normal sites, but that's better than focussing in a boring class anyway.

2pm.

i have like 3 and half hours of break. hid inside one of the practise rooms and started watching a movie. someone got engrossed and starting watching with me. so we watched till like 515pm. hahah, im considered "illegally" using their electricity, and if i get caught, i would be in serioussssssssssss trouble. nice, great time management, by the time the movie ended, after i satisfied myself in the loo, going over to the the water cooler, and walking back to grab my stuff, it was like 525pm, which leaves me the last 2 minutes to walk over to the auditorium.

choir class.

reviewed the 2 songs we learnt in the past 2 weeks. class was pretty ok.

ok, and while waiting for my bus to arrive, something weird happened. it's like my eyes are playing tricks on me. i actually see THREE bus number 14s go past me. this must be one of the rarest times ever. and weird enough, 158 took like fucking 20 minutes to arrive. and i got annoyed from all the waiting.

bus finally arrived, but it was PACKEd with people. so im forced to stand for about 15 minutes before i see an empty seat and rushed singaporean style to sit on it.

alright. almost a full boring review of this week.

i have been noticeably lazier nowadays, i have actually gone on 5 days without reading any japanese. shitttttt. this is bad omen. neither have i even touched my japanese homework. makes me feel that tmr(friday) is going to be rather rushed day.

omg. it's like almost 2am. i'd better get my ass in bed. good night.

shut up and let's just dance into this song

Purple Rose;
8:12 AM