.Beautiful Disaster.

Today was one of those days i felt utterly in a daze
Went to my mass media lecture to meet the infamous WTL.
Got swarmed in Leni Riefenstahl life story trivias
Not saying it was all that horrible, in fact i quite like watchin/readin life biographies
But the brain was just basically in a state of unproductive mush.

Had a pleasant 96 journey back with mizzyfish
Its amazing how much catching up u can do
while the bus meanders targically slowly amidst peak hour traffic

And then it was off to England tution
To a buncha kids i swear are getting naughthier
As lessons go by
Today was one of those days i nearly possibly hurled a book
or screamed at the class because they were BEYOND teacheable
But i stood by professionalism, and was as composed as can be
Now i know why in school some teachers had to dramatise
and storm off classes eyes lining with tears
Or how maids n mothers can rant of throwing children 10 floors down
should they misbehave in an instance

(Ok i am not saying i advocate DOING that. i'm saying i understand the state of mind that fantasizes DOING that)

Whoever said kids were manageable were seriously jokin.
I'm already half scared of having any. *shudders*

On another line of thought,
This sem has gotta be my toughest sem ever
I just realised none of my modules seems to be easily scorable
And the course packs are frightening to behold
The fonts are so puny i have to peer so close i rub the tip of my nose on paper
Why do Profs relish in torturing us so morbidly???

But i have promised people that i will try my darndest best to aim for honours
That even though there is only a 50% chance i could scrap through a 2nd lower
I am gonna put in my all
As long as i give my best, God shall do the rest
And everybody say Amen! =D