a series of unfortunate events

currently listening to: Glamorous Sky [Mika Nakashima]

i am just soo glad that today is over.

getting only 4 hours of rest today was definitely a miscalculation on my part. only 4hours of dreamsville in preparation for one whole day of drudgery. what was i thinking.

it started from 12am in the morning (or midnight. whatever.), when i was glueing my eyes to the computer for a number of reasons. one of them being, of course, my daily dosage of w-inds. and KAT-TUN, and another being the GP presentation that huichun, jingfang, lynette and i had rushed like mad yesterday till 10am in the night at jf's house. besides the few hours of precious sleep i had today, the next BEST thing that ever happened to me was that MINNA NO TEREBI videos were available for download!!! *wahahaha*

yeah so i was busy indulging myself in the crappy world of KAT-TUN while waiting for JingFang to send me the GP presentation file. but all good things have to come to an end. the file came at near 1am and so it was time to work again. *cries out loud*

i thought that the worst thing that could possible happen today was me screwing up the GP presentation. in a way, it did happen. but not entirely cuz it's just that we didn't research thoroughly on some of the case studies and ended up looking like lost misconceptionists in front of the whole class. not that it matters, of course. it's just that a whole saturday spent on the project at the expense of my 12-hour sleeping routine and in the end we didn't do an entirely great job. and oooooh how much i hate presenting in front of so many people.

i hate presentations. i am reinstating this point.

but the GP presentation thingy wasn't the worst thing that happened today. the entire day was filled with the uncovering of the ugly sides of people all around me. why can't people just be like what they seem from the exterior? why must there be an inner side? totally couldn't control myself when it is already such a bad day and such things have to happen. it wasn't an obligation for us to do it, and yet when we did it for people who has a NEED for it, they simply bite us back as if we were doing it to lessen our burdens and were pushing responsibilites to them when they were supposed to have taken the initiative in the first place. did they actually get what the situation was then?

it doesn't pay to be kind. but never mind, i'm over it.

PE today was... the toughest PE lesson i ever had since the day i stepped into TPJC. i had never done so many push-ups or jumping jills or krutches in TPJC before. imagine the state i was in after PE-- the result of neglecting exercise for 5 whole months.

then it was the reynolds incident AGAIN. i finally mustered enough courage to knock on his door to ask him about the venue for our make-up lesson, and got splashed in the face instead. and despite me asking so many times and him giving long paragraphs as answers, he still didn't answer my question. maybe he was trying to demonstrate to me what we shouldn't do in essays. --i am trying to be nice.

the entire class of 05a02 'stalked' mr reynolds today because he refused to tell us where we were suppose to have our make-up lessons. imagine the entire class of notorious noise-makers silently trailing mr reynolds from a distance, whispering and laughing to ourselves while feeling confused and uncertain about the whole 'atmosphere' of the situation. we went up... and down... and up again... and left... and right... only to end up outside the General Office where he conveniently entered his office.

i think we have successfully created a legend in TPJC.

in the end, the lesson was still conducted and i have to admit that i wasn't that bad at all. maybe not for the first 40 minutes cuz we were fed with an ultra-strong dosage of sarcasm amidst the 'formal tone', 'nonchalant mood' and 'tensed atmosphere'. but the later part on the intepretation of the poem wasn't so bad. it actually got me quite intrigued about the working of language. wow, what a miracle. seriously.

yep so the lesson dragged till 6pm in the evening. the morning and afternoon sessions added up together to form my longest day in TPJC. lessons after lessons, mood swings after mood swings, disappointments after disappointments. all these crap while i was trying to cope with the state of being half-awake and half-dead for the whole day. even the wait for the idiotic bus no. 21 had to be sooo long. there is something seriously wrong with school life, or maybe it's just a bad day.

expecting another day full of crap tomorrow. shall finish up my differentiation and start on my 12-hour sleeping routine. life is really..... URGH.

記憶は明日のために強さになるものだよ。きっと。