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Friday, May 11

I cant believe that i can ever have a fun day nowadays. To my surprise, i had an unexpectedly fun and fulfilling day. Scrabble was cancelled due to half day-Which meant that i had the luxury of time to do whatever i liked after school.



Ok, before i forget, lets talk about my maths lecture. It was one of the most memorable and amusing lecture i've ever had in my entire short span of 17 years. Our maths lecturer was a skinny looking man with black rimmed specs and he grew a mustache. his actions were unbelievably eccentric and if he just were to don a black suit, big black shoes and a walking stick, he would uncannily be the exact version of a Chinese Charlie Chaplin.


He began the lcture by asking an incredibly dumb question:"Those who are talking and making a lot of noise, say Yes!" I snorted. As if anyone in their right mind would be stupid enough to say yes. The next thing i knew, a chorus of "yes" in a variety of tones rang through out the lecture theatre. I raised my eyebrows(cant raise one by itself no matter how hard i try, so no choice but to settle with raising both...) Either the students in NJ were extremely lame and had a warped sense of humour, or the lecturer had an unusual ability to extract the truths out of students. I haven't tested both my theories, although i must say that the 1st theory appeals to me more, having gotten more than my fair share of lameness radiating from those around me.



Anyway, back to my weird maths lecturer. Although im rather hestitant to write more about him less my description does injustice to his funny actions, i'll still write anyway. No point wasting this skill of mine. At the start of the lecture, he turned on the projector, which projected an incredibly tiny version of our maths notes. A student raised a question: "Can you zoom in? We cant see" The teacher looked taken aback. Perhaps he was stunned at the incedulous stupidity of such a simple question that wasnt even a maths question to begin with. Now, one would expect that a normal reaction of a sane teacher would be to do as the student said, right? But in case you havent got your facts right, we are now looking at an insane one with an obviously abnormal reaction. So, instead of zooming in, he boomed, "NO!" as if asking him to zoom in was the greatest offence in the world and an insult to his perfect eyesight. "If you cant see, come in front!" He added as an afterthought. Beside me, Pager laughed and commented, "there's bound to be ppl sitting at the back one wad..."i nodded, agreeing fully with her. And i saw 2 NJ guys walking to the front of the LT. Wah, so guai, i thought. They're really gonna follow his instructions to sit in front!



Turns out that i was wrong. They walked straight to the podium and zoomed in for the teacher, while he stared at them, apparently too stunned to do anything. What brave souls! they just saved me from perpetually going blind!



Later on he proceeded with the lecture with such a fast pace that we were unable to finish copying what he wrote. Another hand burst out amidst the crowd of heads below. "Can you move up the paper? We haven finished copying..." He gave an elaborate sigh. "See? That's why i don't like to zoom in!" As if its our fault that we don't have a writing speed of 100 words per second.



"Zelo, Zelo, Zelo..." I looked up, puzzled. Zelo? was that even a word? And then i realised. OH. ZERO. He paused. Stared blankly at us. The LT was momentarily silent. Suddenly.........."HUH?!" The teacher exclaimed. I almosted jolted out of my seat. "It's so simple! You still can huh??" He went on rambling. yes yes, you're a maths teacher of cos you must know right? But not everyone is as smart. Anyway, the entire LT was filled with many different versions of laughter, ranging from the hacking choking laughter of pager to the demure one of yihui. And my own weird laughter.



At the end of our maths lecture, we all derived with our own opinions of him. To me, he was hilarious, funny, unique, eccentric and amusing. On the other hand, ****** thought he was an irritating and bian tai person.




After econs make up, we practically ewnt on an eating spree. Took a bus to serene centre where we pooled our money to buy a spread of mud pies, strawberry alaska and brownie with ice cream at island creamery. Still unsatisfied, we moved over to Adams where we ate nasi lemak and roti john. in total we didnt even spend more than 5 bucks. Feeling decidedly full, we decided to proceed to Pager's house to slack and play mahjong. We waited quite a while for e bus to come and during the waiting time, we lamed around again. Typical us. The NJ groundbreakers. The non-muggers.



Pager's living room was a total comfort zone with the aircon turned on. The sofa has a special lure to me. It seems to be calling, "come...come..." All the time. Some great place to curl up and sleep in. We played only two games of mahjong. Way lesser than i had expected and would have liked. Then watched Pursuit of happiness. Nice movie. Gives one hope that things Can still change for the better.



Ah...and i forgot that there's still Jubilate. Sighs. But then again, maybe i wouldnt have had such a fun day if i had chosen to go for it. Can't wait for the next half day to arrive mann.



Its a wonder how things like that can put a smile to my face even on such a rainy day.

Our Promise (:
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