day: sixty five

A boring day like usual. Since I'm posting it a day afterwards, I'll probably have forgotten most of the stuff. At least I noted them down. 

I had English in the morning. It seems like I always have English first thing in the morning. Well today I got my speech read over by the teacher and she thought it was good. I don't really know if my speech is actual quality or that she was being nice to everyone. I really hate it when that happens. I don't know whether to leave it as is or to work harder. By what she's saying, I better lift my game up (heh, first time saying it, mainly because I don't participate in any sort of competitive sporting activites) because the other guys' speeches were 'very well structured' and I'm known to have good structure! Keep my standards up, I must! (My friend told me how to speak Yoda language a few weeks ago)

Second period was advanced Maths. More circles to study! It's feeling better at least and I'm quite happy how the teacher and the class is impressed with my Maths work. For once I actually feel valued. I'm satisfied with how I'm going in the class. People still ask me for help here and then, I mean, I don't feel like the leader in any sort of way, but I do feel the sense that people can still be able to respect my abilities even when we're in an environment with advanced people.

After that was humanities. Oh my god it was so boring and sleep-enducing. And the thing is that I never sleep in public places. I'm so tired of doing work on work. Worse thing is that we just sat there for a whole period just reading through a worksheet. It actually hurt being so bored. Nothing is worse than staring at a double-sided A3 sheet of paper for over an hour. I got nothing out of that class, honestly.

After spending lunchtime in the music room, last period was jap! Things are starting to get more casual as I slack off: it's probably because of the other boring subjects. I'm not as productive anymore, I should watch some Lucky Star (anime) and write something I learnt in my 'Japanese reflection diary'. It sounds really cheesy but I actually like the idea. It's like a mini-blog that just specialises in Japanese class. Unfortunately, I don't have a proper Japanese class in a while (my teacher is going to go on camp) so I guess that'll be my time to start working hard (but I doubt it).

So the morals are:
• You know you're weird when you start talking Yoda language
• Hate circles.
• I'd rather stare at a wall than stare at a worksheet
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