positive.negative.neutral.

The day pretty much started with loads of crap and ended with even more of it.
I guess I'm just so free as to be able to count my miseries. To kick things off, let me just skim through the things I did on Tuesday.
We had Humanities in the morning. I, once again, was tasked with recording down everyone's marks for the test on Environmental Degradation. And once again, I had to remember within that pathetic time frame of 10 minutes the marks of 15 odd people. The silver lining? Well at least I got to train my memory. The bad thing was that my mind was so distracted because it was multi-tasking, what FMP was rumbling about sounded more like white noise.
The first positive: I got 18.5/25. Not that well done though...sigh.
After which 4A proceeded to have their usual PE lessons. And there was that dude clad in full adidas-PE teachers seriously dress like those mannequins from Royal Sporting House. Well you can't blame them really; surely you cannot expect them to wear Armani and go jogging now can you? So the adidas fellow was ticking us off about our noise level and our utter sense of ignorance towards the rest who were taking their Common Test. Okay..I apologize for speaking a sentence too many. Then he was suggesting, contemplating about sending us running like a flock of chickens for 2.4km again. Throughout the entire thinking aloud process, I was half asleep. I didn't mind going for a run, it just meant more time to stroll and chit chat. But in then end, we played our games.
Today's basketball game turned out rather fruitful. Surprisingly so. I managed to score like 3 3-pointers? Hmm. I guess that that is not bad a score considering the last time I held anything that remotely resembles a ball was when I was trying to shield my face from a cannonball shot by football-void deck enthusiasts. Oh ya, I caused a cut on DW's face as well. Hmm. He was obviously spacing out.
The rest of the day was pretty boring. We had the chemistry test which I pretty much finished without any sense of achievement or happiness. Why? Cause I flunked my English composition. It didn't feel that bad at first, but as I stared at the mark-I swear it was mocking me- the anger, the pain and the utter indignant just spiraled out of control. Personally, I think I'm beginning to get a phobia of writing essays already. Sigh. What the hell. Come what may. I hope.
To sum things up:
The good: I scored 3-pointers and got 18.5
The bad: I flunked the english test.
The neutral: the chemistry test. I seriously can't be bothered with the marks already.
The silver lining? I should just stop blogging and go to bed.
8th effective method of being highly efficient teens: sleeping.