Monday, August 16, 2010

The first day of school was quite acceptable.
Still slacking tho...
I found out I had holiday works due this week when the teacher asked for it.
Good thing its an easy essay. I wrote about our camp to OUTBAC Broga.
I find it extremely hard to not write down every detail of the few days we spent there because its just too awesome to not write them HAHAHA!
Sometimes I really dislike my classmates. Especially my deskmate.
It all started out as a friend helping a friend out when he has trouble reading something or doing some work. Slowly after a long period of time trying to help him, I find it very pointless to help him because he doesn't help himself. How do you expect someone to help you if you don't try your best to help yourself? Its not that I'm mean or anything but I'm frustrated. I've been spending so much time helping you and I have to halt my work just to help you. Each time I finish my work fast, you take my book and copy it. I wonder if you would ever learn anything from copying, all you get is just copied work.
Anyways, I just received good news from dad. His friend, Patrick, a university lecturer in University Petronas is willing to coach me thru my maths since I'm having loads of problems with it. I find it easier to learn from a female teacher because they always make the class interesting. Not to be sexist or anything but male teachers are quite boring at sometimes from my point of view as a male. Maybe female students work better with male teachers. I remember when I was 15, there was this math teacher called Miss Debbie. She was the best ever maths teacher I've ever known but too bad she had to leave for Glasgow to further her studies. My current maths teacher, Mr Chong, is a damn good maths teacher. He has like this build-in calculator or something. But I can never understand his teachings. Maybe its just me but I find his teaching quite dull and uninteresting mostly because of his tone of talking which is something like this
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while Ms Debbie's tone of talking is something like this
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can't blame him tho. Other students could understand him. That leaves the problem pointing at myself. Wednesday is getting really close. Monday felt like it was a minute ago.
Just gonna pray hard that I will get thru this trials and improve myself more to face the real SPM.
Mom left to Singapore again to settle her PR stuffs. Looks like everybody is gonna leave soon.
I can already imagine the silence at home.
It might feel good for awhile but when the long term effect kicks in, it would feel like the whole world just crumbled.

I love my friends. 
Especially both of you.
Yes you
You know who you are.
Its still you,
cant deny that.