a day in the diary of a model schoolmate.

Today, I woke up at 5 a. m. as usual, so that I can reach the school as early as possible, like, so early that you can bug the security guard Mr. Elango to open the door. It is really an exciting thing to be the only student in school, such you can greet the teachers and give them a good impression of you. Besides, who would want to sleep so late in the morning, making yourself groggy and sleepy in class, when we can actually enjoy the morning fresh air and the magnificent scenery of the dark starry sky? Only the stupid come to school late. The school is already kind enough to book only at 7.25 a. m., which is annoyingly late, if you ask me. I do not understand how on earth these people actually come late? I've tried to "play punk"*vomits at horrible syntax* several times by idling at the bus stop from 5.50 am, but my instinct got the better of me and I was forced to step out of boredom and into the complex in ten minutes. Which is actually a good thing.

I reached the classroom and starting mugging for the lessons of the day, while all the punks and gangsters-to-be were sleeping at their desks. Which I think is bad. I mean like, the classroom provides such a condusive environment for study, and those people abuse it by sleeping, making me want to sleep as well. Besides, the fact that we are in school proves that you are able to study, and we are in a place where we are supposed to study. So if you are sick, go home and sleep, and if you are not sick, you ought to be studying in school. Simple as that.

So at 7.15, some guy came and saw me studying, he said, "Yo man, studying for the EOY common test?" "Err, no, I'm taking a break from that. Just browsing through regarding the subjects for today." "Oh." Then he went to check the time table and squealed, "There's only PE, philo, English and RE, what the **** is there to study?" "Oh you don't understand, you see, many people cannot appreciate what privilege it is to to be able to study 'PHILOSOPHY OF ART' in school. Well, I admit that at first I couldn't, until I finished this short and concise 4000 page book regarding that topic. It's really exciting and useful to know that art cannot be classified under one criteria, you know." "STFU you #$^#*&_(@$@ mugger." Hmm, well, if ignorance is bliss, I guess he is a really happy man.

****to be continued(perhaps, i have two TBC entries tts i did not continue due to addiction to maple)****