Mondays and College

I don't like Mondays. But who likes Mondays anyway? The very thought of of getting back into the mode of studying or working really makes me feel depressed. Seriously, those people that like Mondays must either be workaholics or homeophobic (that's home-o, not homo. I actually made that up on the spot. Ha.). The feelings are the worst on Sunday evenings. I usually get too lethargic or depressed to do anything productive, so I end up spending an excess amount of time in front of the TV or the computer.

And today we had a physics test!! Thank goodness I did some studying this weekend. Fortunately though, it was relatively doable, even though I crapped some answers and a couple problems I left undone because I couldn't figure out how to apply the damn formula. The test was on waves, amplitude, wavelength, frequency and all that stuff. But I think did well enough to pass. Not an A, or even a B, for that matter, just a pass. I hope la.

And there are more tests coming up!! GP on Wednesday and Thursday (at least 500 words on history and education, eurhg... ), biology next Monday, chemistry next Friday (on EVERYTHING until the DAY BEFORE the test!!!) and pure maths the Friday after next. And then our mid-course is at the end of August. Sigh...

Since I'm already on the topic of classes, I might as well talk about Parents-Lecturers Day last Friday. It's like Parents-meet Teachers day, except this is, well, for college. My mum of course went, my dad would have come too if he hadn't some church thing. My mum has always been really semangat about this kind of thing. There was a Science & Maths exhibition as well (seriously, just like being back in school), and one of the helpers tried talking to my mum and me in Mandarin. Seriously, people just assume things. My mum can't speak Mandarin at all, and mine is far too rusty. So I pretended I didn't understand. I know, I know, that was a little mean. But back to PML (hey, a new acronym), as usual la, the lecturers didn't really have anything bad to say about me, because I very good boy... LOL. My mum was mean, she wanted to write in the comment card that a couple of the lecturers should be sent for an english course. LOL... But I have never really been afraid of PMT or PML days, because everyone usually says very nice things about me... haha.

Haisz... since my life college started has been studying and nothing else. I never went out that much when I was in school, only when people asked me. I hardly take part in cocurricular activities, but I really should, shouldn't I? Be more sociable and outgoing, so on and blablabla... Life right now is SIEN in block letters. Studying 24/7, and honestly I don't often do so when I actually should. That's a story for another day, though.

I've been going for pretty long, so I'll stop here and go walk my dog. She's been sitting and waiting expectantly at my feet for the past 30 minutes.