Waiting For Her Hello.

alright, well, quite not bad this whole week so far. was that english? oh god, i dunno...i start anew.

let's start off with days or something. if you wanna hear the funny part, scroll down all the way till you see the funny part in caps.

TUESDAY

hm, what did i do on tuesday? okay, i just realised that fom is seriously like one of the best modules we have. lectures are filled with humorous eloquence, proudly shown by our lecturer. and then we have like our tutorial. which may sound daunting with it's 3 hours duration but the first lesson was anything but 'sian' of which i recall saying to the tutor about my feelings of fom. full of games and shit. damn, fom is gonna be the top module and eagerly awaited module. okay, then i don't think i have to say anything about stats tutorial. cause that's like a deja vu of last sem. totally boring. oh and econs. the lecturer appears cutesy wutesy is some way to me. maybe from far. partly due to her voice, and to her inability to make a joke or build up on it. yeah, angela...not bad name as well. suits her in a way. but of course there are other names that can suit her better.

then after school, went to TP. to just do some static exercises. yeah, then saw all the dragonboater girls. and stuff like that. then went back home. tp is really a nice place. esp at night. i think i've said it before.

WEDNESDAY

alright, itab started late. the tutor apparently has this young-old thing going on. he looks young, but he's got this weird old, naggy aura. anyway then came gems. and holy damn, gems is like seriously...okay...my gems rocks. well it's only been one lesson, and it's just basically slack the most time...but i've got this vibe..i've gotta feeling. wooot....can't wait for next week. why am i so excited. damn. oh yeah, then went for acc remedial. remedial in poly, you ask? yeah...don't talk about it. then stayed abit after a while for econs remedial. wooo...so fun.

THURSDAY

okay, today. went for final theory. and i passed. i looked at the others, who were studying their book with so much stress just before the test and there i was, listening to music, thinking of her (yes, i'm still thinking of her). then i took my time to do the test. finished less than 20mins. walked out, swagger here and there. went to sp, gymed. like finally gymed after so long.

alright. this is the FUNNY PART. okay, i was like thinking maybe the new course, Our nation our world would be like some fun-filled module. but but but. damn. the lecturer is like sitting on the chair, with his hands behind his head and he takes like 5 mins to come up with each word. there are so many ways to describe being in his class.

1. i feel like we are sitting for a funeral procession and he was like chosen to do an impromptu eulogy while suffering from Alzheimer's.

2. it's like you're driving. and then you've gotta stop at the zebra crossing. and all the people who are crossing are like 70 years old plus and walking with canes and what have they. and it's like waiting for the dementia-infested parade to pass. wait, i think being in his class is worse than that.

3. it's like your grandfather talking about the whole family tree and their whole medical records and history.

4. you'd better be off counting your hair then be in his class.

5. it's like your grandfather talking in some language you don't know.

6. it's like one of those torture scenes in saw. live or die make your choice. it was seriously that. cause the window was next to me and i had even unlatched it. either endure a slow beating of your insides or fall to your death, quick and painless.

7. it's like your grandfather talking.

okay. that's about all.

tomorrow i'll blog about her again. serious. i've added her. just waiting for her to accept. i'm ready to talk yo. alright, gotta finish up this pint of haagen daaz and go to sleep.

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