Had a rahter heavy day today. Being needed so often in this school may not be some good news for me. I am truly and utterly tired of 'saving ones' bacon'. One thing that teachers do not seem to realise is how much I have to do besides helping you. In fact, it was you people who set me those work. Anyway, a full stop cannot yet be dotted on my day. The reason is...work? Revision? Flute practice? The answer is all of the listed is on my 'to-do' list,, which is rather long.

Got another one of my science mock result back today...did well, as expected. But it is the fact that, the more good results I get, the more I make myself regret not reivsing at all for one of the mocks last week. Out of the five exams I did last week, 4 of which are A*s, and with a well deserved B. No one is to be blamed but myself. Well, I guess I have learnt a lesson, I hope I had anyway.

Not having an extremely good day, but I wish you have.

Cheerio

How strange for me to blooged two day in a roll and not even once in two months before this trend.

I these past two days, I have experienced two meanings of the word 'topped'. First thing on Friday, I was told that I topped the year in our Chemistry exam. Today, I went and topped some golf balls due to a lack of concentration.

Topping in year is a good thing that is supposedly celebrational but the word has a complete opposite meaning in terms of my favourite game. To top a golf ball is not, by far, the right thing to do, because it means that you are not hitting the middle of the ball, not striking it correctly, leading it to sway from the intended straight path. Interesting, isn't it,

Golf is such a lovely game, with lovely people playing it. Having a nice weekend so far, wish the weather would be better though!

Cheerio

How long was it since I last blogged? I do not know. In fact, I do not recall when it was, I last logged on to this website. For me, it is not the huzzle and buzzle of city life that gets me. School, is not just school work.

We normally get taught about the theoritical side of a matter or a subject but I guess, this was done in the wrong order. Being a house captain is not easy but being, apparently, the best flautist in the school, is even harder. We were talked to about the path to becoming a teacher. All the ways that you should go, the options you should take and so on. But the previous day, I did the practically side of the subject. I was accompanying a solo flautist in her performance. I am always told that I do things at a high standard and that I should not be so harsh to the people not meeting my level, however hard that may have been, I tried, but somewhat failed. But I learnt a lesson. I have learnt that being a teacher is not just sending the knowledge through as if there was an ambilical cord, but to explain, elaborate and to question. Somehow, your pupil may not understand and what a teacher really require is patience, tolerance and very importantly, the ability to repeat yourself, not once, not twice, but over and over again.

Not anyone that achieves A*s can become a teacher, I, certainly have the qualifications but not all the other crucialities that such a supe-person requires.

Not until after that day, I understand and realise what a hard job it is and not until now, I am starting to appreciate all they do for me. It is only ridiculous when I become frustrated when people only ask me to repeat once bearing in mind how much time and patience it must take the teachers when I, myself do not understand.

Enough reflection, I guess. After a week of science mocks, I now breath a slight sign of relief. The teachers are so prompt at marking! 3 A*s and B so far, considering that I did hardly any revision, this set of results should not be too embarrassing. I am incredibly happy that I topped the year in Chemistry, achieving 2 marks off full marks, I must say this is pretty good achievement for most people. Some people may think I am slightly pathetic however, I really needed to know where those 2 marks were lost, to prevent future mistakes. I was called to be a 'born perfectionist', to which I make no denial to.

Very much looking forward to my golfing weekend, alonside with some homework which is not too bad!

Enough said for now. Happy weekend everyone!

Cheeribye!

Revision, followed by exams, followed by results. Teachers never think that it is enough. Controlled assessments followed by coursework followed by unit tests. Christmas production, rehersals, sports fixtures, matches. Ahh, my dear God, help me.

There is just so much, indeed too much going on lately that require me to set my full mind on. Sometimes, things that are, supposedly, more important can take your attention from other minor events that are taking place. Being needed for so many things, my schedule is packed full with no one single breathing space. I have discovered that, playing such a big part in many people's lives, I cannot afford to be any less clever, smart, spontaneous.

Carol singing early tomorrow morning, thanks to our Music teacher who is willing to give up her long awaited weekend. I must admit that when I was acknowledged, the information went in one of my ear, stayed in my head for a period of, possibily, as long as 10 seconds, and went out the other ear of mine. Not until this afternoon, I remembered that such an event involves me.

I suppose the amount of work and staying did not help to the cure of my cold which has already attacked me for 8 days.

Being ill is as if being defeated by numerous of pathogens. The battle was lost by your antibodies and that the homeland, is on the road of recovery.

With so much going on, I fear to say that all the information will stay in my mind, if any. I must also admit that, I am more than looking forward to the relaxing holiday ahead of me, if reality allows me.

Leading a hectic life is never easy, as you are always reminded of the warmth of your very own bed, when you are working, on a bleak mid-winter night, radiator, switched off!

Somehow, it is a good idea, at times, to let your mind wander for a bit, so you can set your mind on something other than the huzzle and buzzle of life. A holiday is very much needed, a human being cannot go on for too long without some means of rest and recreation.

When piles of work are stacked in front of you, awaiting your hands to be set, I somehow wish that we are made of metal alloys, just like robots. But when reality strikes, I am somehow awaken from the wonderland of fantasies and dreams, that you know is unreal, but by simply having imageries of them would somewhat, up to a certain extent, make me smile!

Enjoy your weekend!