Things that take about 8 hours.

The Third Season of Friends.

Lord of the Rings 1 & 2

The amount of time it took Perry Romanowski to break the world record for a 50-mile jog

The amount of time for Abdul Zameer Husref to become miserable.

Indeed, after a mere week away from school, all it took was 8 hours on a Monday to make my life as miserable as possible. First the day kicked off with a talk from ,apparently, Victoria Schools Finest. The Peer Leaders. Fine, it was for a good cause as they were trying to get as many sec2s as they can interested in applying to be one, but something ticked me off.

The guy kept saying how it will be our job to inspire sec 1s not to be shy and confused and how its our job to make them come out of their shells. Thinking back to our very own peer leaders a year ago, i was no where near as hell convinced. They had an easy job,

"EH, Good Morning 1I, we are your peer leaders......do you all know each others names? Right now its time to find out"

Next Week.

"EH, Good Morning 1I, we are your peer leaders back again ......do you all remember each others names? Right now its time to find out"

Not very inspiring is it?
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Anyway then the guy proceeded to tell us how we were feeling last year, how we are feeling now and how we're going to feel if we go for the camp.I could not stop myself from trying to make him mentally combust, it didn't work.

Next up ,
Ms tay came to class to give out stuff ,take back stuff and make sure we were all sitting in the right places. Oh and to remind us we had exactly four weeks till we were going to be screwed by the exams.
O.0
I couldn't make her combust either...
Dammit

And of course soon after,
Mr Koh came in for five minutes , and amazingly manged to pull at least 8 jokes out from nowhere, might i mention his jokes are more like redundant statements then jokes and that the only person in class who sincerely laughs is abhiram, for people who have had the displeasure of meeting abhiram, i cannot put it clearer.

The moment he left, my day hit a new a low as Ms P____ N*o came in, with every step she took inside the class i felt my spirit slowly being sucked away and thrown into the immortal dark black hole located where normal humans have hearts. She of course wasted no time in reminding us of the 4 weeks she had left to torture us, i meant teach, i meant teach. She also gave us two options of what we wanted to do during her period, just read or go to the computer lab and do the reading programme survey.

Class: (loudest)Survey!....read(murmurs)

Ms N*o:Fine, so we'll stay here and read...

After that was recess which would have usually lightened my mood up, but oh wait, i just had to be fasting!

After which came Home Ec, which i found out that we were being given a test, not just any test but 30% of our exams, sweet holy great grand mother of god........
The test ended and then was just 70 minutes off listening to Ms Hashima go on about cooking,sewing,cooking and more sewing. I would have rather been at a slumber party with Hitler and Mussolini then have to go through that again, and those guys aren't the friendliest of the bunch. Next came malay, which was by far the best period of the day since we had to finish watching the movie and there was no real work, in that moment i thought,"there is a god"
phew...

The hands of time struck 140,which would have ussually meant that it was OPW , but OPW was officially over, so that had to mean , school was over!!!!!!

Endex?But sadly no, based on the day i had been having so far i was in fact not one bit surprised when Ms Tay informed us that we're going to be the doing maths for the next hour.

"There is a god, but he is pure evil" i corrected myself

Finally i managed to finish the paper and that was it for school
*cue paramore-misery business*


I came straight home,Sry bout that Papaya(err..hard to explain, its not really a papaya)
and attempted to mugg after half an hour i couldn't take the pressure from my eye lids to close.
"Fine i thought to myslef, 5 minute power nap, 10 tops"

Next thing i know, its 7pm.

Crap.

Well now i've got to get back to absorbing as much information possible.

And i've just one last thing to say

"Monday, hate is a strong word, but i really,really,really,really,really,really don't like you"

~AZH out~