on serious issues

Hydrogen Iodide, humans!

To all my darling darlie juniors:
secondary 4 life is inversely fun. The amount of work we get can get bananas even in relatively peaceful times like January. Peaceful because there are no major exams to scare the daylights and photons out of us. But it seems queer. I actually feel that sec 4 life is GOOD FOR ME. I feel like I'm consistently hardworking nowadays. (whoops! But here I am blogging before doing my homework. =D)

hehe!

On teachers:
I like the way Mrs Irene Wong (ok, Ms Irene Wong) teaches us Social Studies. Her explanations have cleared most of my doubts about SS. (Thanks for that SEQ type 1,2,3 thing today!) I have heard students criticizing her, (eg. ms wong is boring, she cannot teach, yadder infinity) but I STILL think that her teaching is great! Imagine a 3-science student like me NOT FALLING ASLEEP DURING HER CLASS! It's a miracle itself. She makes SS so easy. Haha. We'll see how I do for next week's SS CA. =)

Ooh yes. Mrs Chan! Her chemistry lessons are great, but I don't like memorizing tables... (testing for cations, anions, gases) Tables make me sleep. (on the other hand I sleep on tables during Legacy) My favourite bit about Mrs Chan's lessons is the last 10 minutes or so... When she talks to us and motivates me indirectly to work harder. And when she tells us that we can do it. Or tells us some interesting stuff that we should not know.

And I'm taking this opportunity to thank Mrs Chan for helping me to smell Sulphur Dioxide gas. It smelt wonderful. Not. HAHA!

Mr John Lavin... Our new english teacher. He is super tall.(angmoh, what) Like one head above my puny build of 161.2m and 52.9kg. He makes me feel SHORT. But his english lessons are pretty fun and he's really nice. >_<>

Ms Yeo... ok, I was pissed off when she put me in amaths remedial for term 1 and 2. (a1 not good meh?) Very pissed off. But I later realised that... Hey, she cares for us and really wants us to score well. Sorry Ms Yeo. Took your concern in the wrong way. =( Miss Yeo has this incredible ability that enables her to know whether I've studied hard for a test or not. So Shi Hui, start doing amaths. NOW. If not Miss Yeo scold you. =P

On Friends:
Had a somewhat serious chat with Samantha today after recess. I learned that leaning on the metal barricade thingy (that prevents you from plummeting from the 4th floor to the 1st floor at 9.81m/s^2 until terminal velocity), and looking at the circular staircase while chatting is therapeutic. Sam shocked me by telling me that she feels that her classmates don't like her very much. I have the same sentiments. And it's partly because I like being alone. I've thought all along that Sam is a very sociable girl. Oh well. Samantha is like the most fructose-like girl ever.

It has been scientifically proven (and studentally proven) that sugar dissolves in water. That is why Sam should not stand in the rain, which is slightly corrosive too.

Ok enough crap. Honestly, I think that everyone in my class dislikes me or has something against me. Especially this girl who wears armani specs. You know who you are. And I don't know why they don't like me. Some say it's because I am... 'sciency'. I'm proud of that proven hypothesis, actually. To cut a long story short, I have NO IDEA why people don't seem to like to talk to me. The only reason I can think of is that I'm quiet and reserved.
Or maybe, everyone views everyone as an academic rival. And if that is true, this world would be a sad place. And I think that's true, because the world IS a sad place in the first place, because everyone wants to be in the first place. Pun intended. (btw i am NOT depressed, just voicing my opinions, and squeezing humour out of sadness)

The feeling of stress is now rendered as nothing to me. Must be the work of countless CAs every week.

Inspite of all these sad truths, a shining, gleaming white streak that travels in a straight line at a velocity of 2.997 x 10^8m/s remains in my head. And to make things better, this streak carries photons. And this streak of photons are undergoing total internal reflection in the wires of my metal-lined brain, releasing happiness-inducing particles by the photoelectric process along the way.

It's SLS.
(the above description was pure nonsense that was made to sound cheem)

But SLS is not nonsense. It is essential ISsense. (geddit, NON is the opposite of IS. kinda.)

I really look foward to mugging with ju and sam in the library before the O Levels. Ju can help us with amaths, Sam can help me with humanities, and I can..... help to eat whatever cookies Sam's mum baked? HAHAHA! Mugging with a few (not too many) good friends is fun.

And I am already imaging myself in Hwa Chong JC and Sam in NJC... We could meet for lunch. LOL. And I will bring my science-and-binomial-theorem-loving friends along with my albert-einstein-loving self.

Ah. Goals.