Seeya world!
Friday, October 3, 2008
Every morning, a boy called John gets up really early to go to school. Now it is a holiday for the J1's, but this little boy didn't go to school to attend lessons.
No, this little boy goes to school to study.
He goes around asking teacher silly questions that have been covered before. He then sits in one corner in solitude and proceed in mugging for the promos.
Being a determined little boy, he lets no distraction perturb him, devoting himself entirely on the chemistry notes that lay in front of him. Cognitive dissonance aside, he skips the hard questions and proceeds to study brilliantly.
He covers chemistry in an hour and rubbed his hands in satisfaction as he flipped through maths. Contented with his progress, he begins reciting formulas in his head, simultaneously contemplating the prospect of asking his maths tutor APGP. He disregarded the thought as fruitless, and condemned any relevance of that thought to hell.
No. He was well adequate. He will now resume his preparation for the promos again.
And if you are reading up to here, I want you to know that you have just wasted 2 minutes of your time. Because nothing in this passage is true. (cept for the going to school part)
It's just me dreaming big.
Duh. I'm John. What do you expect?
