Hi. Feel overworked and underpaid. I start school at 8. On mondays I end at 6, with 1 hour break. 1 measly hour! On tuesdays, wednesdays, and thursdays I end at 4, and on Fridays I end at 6. And then, there is a 1.5 hour long journey home. And my tuitions:
Chinese 1.30 hours on monday
Karate 1:30 hours on wednesday
Piano 1 hour on thursday
4 Effing hours of math on saturdays
1:30 hours of PROGRAMMING on SUNDAYS!!!!

And I only save $2 every day...:(.

EMO! EMO! EMO!

Short story here for fun and laughter peace and joy.(Only 2 people from rosyth will get this quote, and neither frequent this blog)

On the 8th of august, no fans were on in the hall. Rosyth had a state of the art fan system, but the same could not be said for its power supply. As a "money saving" measure, rosyth was run by a truck battery. After all, who cared about the students when there was money to be made, eh? Soon, tempers were running as high as the heat. Every murmur, every yawn was seized upon by the teachers prowling like vultures along the sides of the hall.
No student even acknowledged the rather interesting national day performance, even though the elphant(recruited from the zoo) was a clever gimmick. Just as they thought they could sink no longer into their depression, the national day parade screening began. There was a collective groan, immediately acknowledged by the cracking of bullwhips. The students were whipped into silence. Suddenly, the whip cracks were overwhelmed by a larger rumble. "Whoosh!" the fireworks display had begun!
Just then, there was a huge trumpeting. Spooked by the blast, the elephants trainers lost control of it as it trampled straight into the principal and the art teacher. A cheer rose from the mass of students. They were free!

Hello, long time no post. I feel very emo today. VERY. I get this feeling, why are we on this earth? What's the point? We will all be dust in a matter of centuries, and the heat death of the solar system in a few billion years is already an established fact. Why do we strive? Why? When there is no one to remember tomorrow, your contribution today seems so futile. I have this feeling of imbalance, like the world reels about my feet. Everyday I wake up and I think, rosyth again? A habit of 6 years yanked out under me broke my anchor. I'm even forgetting my grammar rules! Sometimes I just can't think straight. You never appreciate something until you lose it. Choices, choices, choices. I would like it if I was just aimed in one direction and let go, with no junctions, no choices, nothing but the promise of meaning and the monotony of work.

On a much lighter note, go to www.watch-movies.net and watch borat. You will not be disappointed.

Emo rating: 5/10
I miss rosyth.

1st visitor!!!!!!

Sorry for not writing for so long. I'll pick up now.
Friday

Finally got a start on my YFC plane! Fuselage and body of the plane FINALLY joined today. Felt poorly after school. Went to my aunt's birthday celebration and then the pain became horrible. Went to kk hospital. Doctor told me there were 2 possibilities, one was infection and the other was physical trauma. If it was physical trauma he would have to operate. Got scanned, x-ray, ultrasound. It wasn't infection but luckily it probably wasn't physical trauma. Hospitalised for observation.

Saturday

Hooray! Nothing wrong, just something minor, e.g. massive internal bleeding and malignant tumour in brain, got sent home. Luckily bcos of this I got to skip 2 of my math classes!!!! And I saw a movie in the hospital, it was good. Grin smashed onto the floor when I saw the medical bill.

Sunday

Did math project. I'll finish this post at home. break's over

Second post ever

Today I'm not so tired. But my day sucked.
8.15-9.45 music
*Forgot to bring music books*
10.30-11.15 geography
*Aforementioned geog presentation SUCKED*
12.00-1.30 English
*Had a bloody exam! luckily I felt I did quite well*

Aftermath
Reflections on geog to pass up tomorrow
Chinese zuo wen to pass up tomorrow

After school I LOST MY BLOODY HANDPHONE!
I remember seeing it in robotics class but when I stepped out of the class and went to the lift, 1st floor, and then the canteen I realised it was gone. I was chatting with my friends when I realised, and ran like hell back to the robotics classroom. Not there. I retraced my steps. Not there. I questioned the robotics teacher who was conducting a class dragged him away and made him open up the locked drawers. Not there. I retraced my steps again. Not there. Then I calle dmy friend, the one whom I had been chatting to at the canteen. He had my phone.
I'm pissed of. Too pissed to contnue the story.

First post

Today is wednesday and I'm really tired. Its...5pm. Had a long day, 7-5. Today I had 2 common tests, Bio and Chem. Chem was simple but Bio was bloody hard. I think I failed. Got my English marks back today, from what I heard, its really high. Lucky me.

Today I brought my com to school to do my geog project. No one stayed back... damn sad lor. I am the group ldr and I wanted everyone to contribute, they were supposed to get info and summarise and send to me. Instead, they sent me either wikipedia articles, books, a truckload of info, or nothing. Damn angry at them. I did it myself and sent it out.

Speaking of my com, when I tried to get it out of my bag, something wierd happened. Its in a slipcase, you know, the kind that has padding? The zip got caught in my bag and I couldn't get it out for soooo long. Then, when I was exhausted, I put it down and the slipcase slipped out, light as a feather. Damn thing wasted like 20 mins of my time.

Enough about my day. Now, the first part of a serial novel!
... can't think. So... i'll do something general on maple.

Beginnings
Chapter 1

He always carried a stick with him. Most people would expect mages to carry magic wands, so the sight of a stick sticking out of his pocket wasn’t extraordinary. What was extraordinary was how spectacularly useless the stick was. You see, on Victoria, everything is charged with magic. Certain things, like armour and weapons, have more magic than others. This stick, however, had no magic in it whatsoever. Completely useless to a mage. Nonetheless...”If you see a stick, pick it up, and for the whole day you’ll have a stick”. It was special for its sheer rarity.