today was another round of sleepiness, although not as bad as yesterday.
and i woke up on time, at 5.40! took the 6.10 2and the 6.30 33 to school. result: reached school slightly before 7.
went for breakfast with sean. and the
teh ping wasn't as nice as people claim it to be. it makes my nose feel weird. Don't ask why my nose feels weird, i dunno too. and i don't care. i'm not going to buy a 70c
teh that makes my nose feel weird next time, when i can buy a
teh o that doesn't make any part of my body feel weird, and costs 20c cheaper than the former. Learn from mistakes. and things that makes your nose feel weird.
anyway,
geog elective was in the auditorium. learned an interesting topic. map-reading. not as if i plan to get lost anytime later in my life, less in a forest full of river features. yep. but i understood the thing pretty quick, and the lesson passed relatively quick.
Social studies, bedtime stories, with notes to be taken. i was quite energetic at the start of lesson, but once i reached the 2nd page, flip side of the notes, my hand started to quiver. my head felt heavy. i felt, how do i put it again, sleepy. now i know how mdm. rozy handles her 2 kids every bedtime, and how she can never run out of stories to tell. because when she hits her second statement, her kids would be knocked out by the potential sleepwaves of social studies.
not this time, however. for me, that is.
the rise and fall of venice was something worth hearing, and something not worth sleeping over. chin kiat was like 'wtf is their problems? are they jealous or what?'
to those who are in the lower secondary, you'll know, come 1-2 years time. it's worth your time, and i guess thinking about it is also worth staying alive and conscious over.
Physics.
last lesson of the day.
we did the theoretical part of practical household electricity.
was formula-overabundant. just by substituting equations into another equation.
nothing else.
and i was forbidden to go for band today.
'one weekday, and saturdays'
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so i had a long phone call in the bag room, with my mother talking.
then i left.
and went back home.
and bathed.
and slacked.
and ate dinner.
and blogged
~BenjaminTAN
