Crazy is art of life.

Today is 20 June 2008 (Friday), first day after exam. As usual, a lot people skipped but I didn’t. As usual lot teachers absent included Mr. Michael and Puan Yap, had been chat with friends Jason, Jun Mun, Jaywvin, Chun Chee, Choon Lim for the day. We were actually played games before physics. The efficient Madam Sim had again becoming the first teacher to give the paper and marks. Not going to compare mine with others but at least I felt glad for my marks. I didn’t prepare well and I deserved the low marks. Anyway, I managed to get a pass prevented I been failed for second consecutive time.

I got 51 not really proud of that but this reminds me to work hard, a real work hard. Then we started chit-chatting after recess. From ghost stories to joke and politics and much more. What makes my day more especial is what happened during English period. Madam Vivian asked us to find out what our strength and weakness in our essay in order to add marks or else marks deducted. But this not my main point. During the time they gave back paper, I didn’t get my paper back. Then I decided to go and ask the teacher whether she marked mine or not. She did, but she didn’t even try to help me find out instead teasing me and saying that I had a secret admirer. So I have to walk around classroom asking each and everyone had you saw my paper. What made me felt a bit angry are there are people that don’t even bother to give a damn check before they denying anything. I felt thanks to those who really tried to find out where my paper is or whether they took my papers. But you know when I asked everyone in class, not even a single person took it means my paper went missing or I should call it evaporated. Somehow it exists again. Someone had mistaken it; probably the paper came from the side that I asked. I don’t even want to find out who took it. I scared I’ll hate he/she. SO let’s just keep it unknown for god’s sake or for my health.

Then after school, me, Jia Jian and Zhen Yoong went eat rice. Really felt better after joke with them. Really forgot what happened. Then it’s tuition time. On my way back home sitting on public bus, rain starts coming down. The whole thing makes me think a lot during whole way back home. I am going to tell this in the coming post.

Then I ran home from Sunway under rain. It’s about 6 or more weeks since my last sport action. It was so fun, I covered beg with rain cover and it’s not heavy so I decided to run home. I didn’t stop for whole way not even on the junction. It’s like so crazy! I don’t even care anyone there or what they might think a crazy person running on street. I just ran. The rain on my face, the wind blow everything is just so cold and I relaxed, first time since long time ago. When I reached home, mum was washing floors and she saw me running home. She like: “Boy, you are so crazy.” I answered: “No……ar…… Tuition start earlier so end……earlier …So I take bus……and it rains…I scred got cold……so run…lar.” Haha why I spoke like few words by few words because… I exhausted. Haha. Crazy day ended this way.