The festive aura is all over the place. School, was so, "lets get this done and over with" today, especially when a long weekend (extremely long one) is coming up. Afterall, tommorow's Lunar New year's eve, which is a pretty big event for the year. (if you consider the number of holidays assigned to a festival proportional to it's importance). I think LNY has the highest ever number of holidays, (besides National day). And mind you, I count tommorow as a holiday too. Five days in a row, if thats not ecstasy, than what is it?
As usual, spring cleaning, new clothes, the usual preperations for the occasion. My house, too, has undergone some spring cleaning. I did nothing, (except maybe clean the spring in my G2 pen, isn't that spring cleaning as well??), my kitchen table (the entire premounted table), had it's top replaced with something that resembles it's former, but bleached, completely whitish bleach. (it grew old whoosh). I didn't notice the change because the kitchen was out of bounds, and even if I went in, it was to hop to the backyard to rob some drinks off the backyard fridge and more often than not, the lights were turned off. What a neat excuse, I should just say Im partially blind and nonchalent when im thirsty.
It was a neat upgrade, a nice modification but I still make no sense of the colour white.(the interior designer me is burning, waiting for it's turn to debut, but to no avail. I won't let it come out). What I am more concerned is the process. Apparently the gundoos who came to do the job. Mr contractor, or whoever had to be so inconsiderate, to do the drilling without closing the kitchen door. I know it's not going to help them, but it certainly is going to help us by keeping the rest of the house clean.
Guess what, the music room in my house is directly adjacent to the kitchen, and all the dust just typhooned the entire room. My stacks and stashes of music sheets were just covered with dust. Yes, imagine if you can, just like sand dunes, minus the dunes. Oh well, and the great part was that the piano was not capped. The keys were all soiled with dust. And if the doors were opened, it certainly is a visible sight that the piano isn't capped. Why wouldn't these contractors or whoever be considerate to close it? Or at the very least, close the music room's door, or the very very least, close the kitchen door when drilling into the walls or whatever!! It got me so mad.
My dad is sick. tayye is sick too. And I am threading thin ice. What a great time to fall sick.
My room's aircon has been fixed and it's blasting cold right now. When it was too hot, I wished for it to be cold. And now it's too cold, I want it slightly warmer. It's hard to be satisfied huh.
I think school's gonna be fun tommorow, and right now I am actually thinking if I should go. But I don't want to think of what to wear tommorow because it's not the usual school uniform thingy. But I might go. I'll see which side of the mattress I wake up on. (and if I wake up on time).
Mr wong actually had to remind me to come to school tommorow.
Actually, to be honest. I think our class, (and perhaps the others) are not exactly treating Mr wong very fairly. Though he may lack what is known as "class control", his teachings are not exactly of great clarity, and his authority might not be exactly emphasised. I do not think it's a situation when we find hard to listen to a seemingly lesser explaination, the crux of the problem lies within not being able to pay attention and sit still when someone isn't establishing the right authority. Granted, most are able to make it even without any help from him. Ive reflected and I think perhaps some people deserve the respect, even though they aren't gaining it. For a start, maybe I should put in some effort in math and I will do my Vector 3 Planes this CNY. And trust me, when tayyi declares his going to do a tutorial, it's like a blue moon rising on a afternoon. it means the rare amongst the rare.
But still I feel I might have something against him for catching me for hair when my hair is not long. Again, I might or might not appear in school tommorow. But I have this feeling, this queer feeling that I will be there.
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