Monday, December 12, 2005
Hard to get started
How do you get started to do the holiday homework when the source of the homework is one of the things that I resent most? I've never seen such a complete failure in a school before, to such an extend that i am put off by the thought of anything vaguely related to the school itself, prehaps with the exception of most of my classmates, who are fun guys.
Staring at the computing homework the day before yesterday, i decide to not do anything about it, since i predict my computing result will be on a downhill slide all the way down to Alevel, with the retirement of Mr Ang and the remainer of a teacher whose thinking could have found its place better in the 60s, where computer programming exists in the form on punching holes onto cardboard cards. Yeah those were the days.
Today, i took a look at my physic homework. The first question questioned me on momentum. The neuron endings in my brain tried to seek for its meaning and definition, but found none. I anyhow also scored a B for physics during the prelim. All these kind of facts used to be on my fingertip. Now all of it had went on a vacation in the far far oasis. If not for the existence of the holiday homework, i'll suddenly find myself in deep shit next year, and be thrown out into the oasis too. Future holds nuts for those who don't even know what a momentum is, and i'm currently one of them.
My brain has been cleared, reformated and defragmented, to make way for all the many many animes and games i've played and watched during the holidays. When i suddenly feel the absent of urge to play the new games Path of Neo and Brother in arms:Earned in Blood that i have recently gotten hold of, i know that my brain wanted to try something else. And given the meaningless and increativity of today's society, what else is there other than entertainment but work, and what is there other than work but entertainment. So i thought of the need to do my stack of holiday homework, now slightly dusty under the constant season of negligent, and my mind immediately link up to the undesirable days of school term in AJC. If not for my girlfriend who coexists with me in AJC and help me brave the storms and tsumami that threatened to play with my sanity and also my natural immunity against long-term depression, i managed to make it through my first year in AJC without turning to drugs like Prozac or Zoloft which would treat depression at the expense of sexual capabilities.
Now a new school term is about to begin. My problem with trying to recall the meaning of a simple word such as Momentum does nothing but foreshadows the terrifically dull and shity year that is to come.
Prehaps, after braving through the choppy ocean to complete my Alevel examinations, i would find mental solitude in the form of National Service, where my non-existence physical capabilities are put to test, or so they say. Prehaps if i were to use a search and replace feature on this paragraph, i would search for the word "test" and replace it with "torture", which seems more apt to me than the word "test".
Test or no test, believe me when i say i have a difficult time ahead of me.
I can't wait.
For it to be over
Staring at the computing homework the day before yesterday, i decide to not do anything about it, since i predict my computing result will be on a downhill slide all the way down to Alevel, with the retirement of Mr Ang and the remainer of a teacher whose thinking could have found its place better in the 60s, where computer programming exists in the form on punching holes onto cardboard cards. Yeah those were the days.
Today, i took a look at my physic homework. The first question questioned me on momentum. The neuron endings in my brain tried to seek for its meaning and definition, but found none. I anyhow also scored a B for physics during the prelim. All these kind of facts used to be on my fingertip. Now all of it had went on a vacation in the far far oasis. If not for the existence of the holiday homework, i'll suddenly find myself in deep shit next year, and be thrown out into the oasis too. Future holds nuts for those who don't even know what a momentum is, and i'm currently one of them.
My brain has been cleared, reformated and defragmented, to make way for all the many many animes and games i've played and watched during the holidays. When i suddenly feel the absent of urge to play the new games Path of Neo and Brother in arms:Earned in Blood that i have recently gotten hold of, i know that my brain wanted to try something else. And given the meaningless and increativity of today's society, what else is there other than entertainment but work, and what is there other than work but entertainment. So i thought of the need to do my stack of holiday homework, now slightly dusty under the constant season of negligent, and my mind immediately link up to the undesirable days of school term in AJC. If not for my girlfriend who coexists with me in AJC and help me brave the storms and tsumami that threatened to play with my sanity and also my natural immunity against long-term depression, i managed to make it through my first year in AJC without turning to drugs like Prozac or Zoloft which would treat depression at the expense of sexual capabilities.
Now a new school term is about to begin. My problem with trying to recall the meaning of a simple word such as Momentum does nothing but foreshadows the terrifically dull and shity year that is to come.
Prehaps, after braving through the choppy ocean to complete my Alevel examinations, i would find mental solitude in the form of National Service, where my non-existence physical capabilities are put to test, or so they say. Prehaps if i were to use a search and replace feature on this paragraph, i would search for the word "test" and replace it with "torture", which seems more apt to me than the word "test".
Test or no test, believe me when i say i have a difficult time ahead of me.
I can't wait.
For it to be over
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