Tuesday, March 08, 2005 @ 21:22
number one hundred and nineteen
first of all, good game to all those that played in this afternoon's soccer match. bb is a formiddable opponent, but not invincible.
packing up fot tomorrow's sec3 camp. xian 1/2. i'm going to sleep during the trip there and read spec course manual at night there. w00t. ap all of them.
it's scary the things people would do to get to their ultimate goal of their dreams. underhand dirty methods. not good. a thirst for your goal would serve no purpose if you go after it as if your life depended on it. it might be important, but you must remember that getting there is not really important. what's really important is
how you get there. if you get rid of all obstales in your path and just saunter to your goal and sit there like a lord, then that would not really be achieving your goal. don't let your goals control your life. it can make even a good man, turn evil.
maths lesson with fur and poh seng kiat is getting more and more pissing. mr poh is an ultimate idiotic loser. i don't care if he is a teacher or if he stumbles upon this blog. shit it. i don't even respect him as a teacher. which teacher would spend the whole lesson just talking nonsense? not those maths nonsense but real nonsense; not related to maths kind of nonsense. and that fur is simply too (censored). gay. i just feel like smacking him across his (censored) face. attention seeker. a loser who keeps spouting unnecessary gibberish during maths but don't even know the meaning of "taut". i'm going to spend my sec3 camp observing him, that's one of my aims for the camp. i'm alway's very angry during poh's lesson. routine already.
sec3 camp tomorrow. not really looking forward to it.
but heck.
i paid for it, didn't i?
so come on, tell me.