A Sunday Night = A Hateful Night

Gah! Its a Sunday night! That creepy feeling dawns on me again. Like it always does. I hate hate hate HATE that. I can't emphasise it more mates.

Let's see what work I haven't done. *Nick counts off his fingers* Literature essay, maths homework, economics and... Basically everything I guess. Right! I'm the most hardworking student in my class! Yer right...

Ok, you know what this means? I AM STUFFED.

For the whole of my JC life I think. Oh yea I just remembered... My Project Work teacher is... He's WICKED SICK!!! He's so cool! Really he is. He cracks me up every lesson! Its hard to tell you in words, but maybe I can secretly snap a video of him in one of his moods! You'll crack up for sure! Yea yea! That's it! I'll do that one day! Hehee...

OK people. I'm going to sleep now. I did absolutely nothing. Oh and hurray for labour day!!!

A Day.

Goooooooooooooood Moooooooooooooorning peoples!

How're you guys? Good? Burying your butt-ugly faces in those god-knows-what-they're-talking-about textbooks of yours? Or just pretending to be a vegetable? Anyways, if you are doing any of those, means you're a normal Singaporean student. Congratulations!

Well good news! (For me at least) Dad swapped our mobile Internet thingy for my Aunt's wireless broadband. Three cheers for dad! YES! Finally. After four long years of whining, complaining, screaming my head off... I got it! Using it now I am! Fast quick and... Fast. There's a problem though. The study room didn't have a... What do you call it? The hole which you have to plug your TV cable in? Yea that's the one. We didn't have one for the study room where the family ancient desktop is. So I'm just using the ADSL modem for my laptop. Direct cable link. Dad says he'll figure a way out.

Sundays... I hate Sundays. Waking up on a Sunday morning means there's going to be school the very next day. I don't like that. How many of you hate that? If so, please say to yourself "nay." I don't feel like doing work on Sundays. I still have so much to do. Chinese, literature essay and economics and maths. Aarrgh! I want to... I want to do something. I don't know what, don't ask me. Well I better stay on track now. My back's facing the door and my dad or mum could just come in anytime to check up on me. Dang, they won't let me close the door either.

How Long Has It Been?

Helloooo... Testing testing. Is this working?

Me blog's collecting dust now. Oh well. JC life is really killing me. Everyday there is work, then the next day MORE work. The day after, even MORE work and so on. Bloody hell.

Quite a lot happened since I last blog. Won't talk much about since it was so long ago. Today during morning assembly, this guy from school had to do a public apology. Eeks. Must be embarrassing. He looked kind of familiar. I think he used to be from my secondary school. The crime? He blogged about his teachers, criticizing and writing bad bad stuff about them. Gosh I had no idea that was a crime. I mean I think I heard about it somewhere but then...

He decided to withdraw from school on his own accord. I guess that's the only way out. I mean, if I was in his shoe, I would probably do the same thing too. I can't bear to see everyone staring at me at the corridors or in the toilets. *Shakes Head* Nope never.

Dead tired today. Had PE for the first time in a few months because of my skin. It has recovered now. I remember the days when it was bad... The horror of going to sleep every night. Hated it to the MAX. I think my head soaked up too much sun. Had a terrible headache afterwards. I felt like puking. We were training for NAPFA, which was like next week and I just realised I was in terrible shape. I couldn't even do 5 pull ups! What the hell!? Must train, must train. I want that gold badge. I MUST have it. Been getting it all these years.

Got home and after dinner my cousin and sis and I decided to head over to the new basketball court to play. Found some of my friends and played together. Felt good to be with them again. Not long later, these four american kids came and asked for a match. (The oldest was 14 I think and youngest probably 11 or 10) We played with them. Felt totally freaky hearing them speak like they do. It's been long since I heard people around me speak so fluently after I came back from Australia. The 14 year old guy was good. I think he's called Cal or something. We won in the end. But still they were good for 14 year olds! Envy envy.

I should have gotten their number before they left. It was fun playing with different people. They were like praising me. "You got good form! I like the your shot. You're good!" Hahaha! Of course I'm good! hehee, kidding. Humble I must be!!! Well dead tired now. I think I'm going to play a few more rounds of NBA Live before I go to sleep.

It's been long people...

Boy oh Boy!!!

Aieee!!! Long long long time since I had a post up. So much has happened. Lets see. Hmmm...

Well yesterday was kinda a funny day. I woke up getting myself ready from school, went to the toilet, came out. Somehow I felt sort of "unbalanced" like I could not really concentrate on walking properly. I tried to lie down on my bed but I just felt like throwing up. I got up, and I felt really really dizzy and I called out to mum to tell her how I'm feeling. All of a sudden, WHAM I just "fainted" on the floor. I felt really err sick. But the floor felt so comfortable. Haha. Don't know why that happened.

School's CRAZY now. So much WORK! All I do is work work work. I'm still adjusting I think. Takes time I suppose. Its hard though. Doing work right up to 1 am and stuff. I think it's only going to get worse! Someone SAAAVVEEE me!!!

Went to see the skin specialist today at the Skin Centre. Hmm I really hope they will help me to recover. The doc's pretty nice. Young. I had to STRIP down to my undies to show him my skin. Eeks. Thank god the doc wasn't a female. I guess it was pretty bad, cause he had to call in an older and more experience doc. Afterwards, I went to take a blood test. First time. Pretty nervous I must say. I kept imagining how BIG the needle would be. Scary thoughts. But it wasn't so bad. The needle guy was nice person! I talked to him for a bit all the while my head was turned away from the needle. I hate that sensation when the needles in your skin. He let me chose a few spots on where he could draw blood (my wrist, my neck. My arm seemed like the best place). Took quite a while. But he didn't give me a candy! Hahaha. Hope they'll find out what's wrong with me.

gosh I feel kinda dizzy now. I'm not going school tomorrow. This year ain't such a good year for me. So many MCs!!! Never had that many in a week. Ok mates. see ya!