Argh!
School has been exhausting lately; what with the truckload of homework that the teachers keep piling on us, not to mention the endless succession of quizzes, drill sheets, AND late nights due to Glee Club practices. We hardly ever get enough free time, and most of our homeworks are done within the four walls of our classroom during snacks or lunch. The past month has been far from kind to us third year students. Who knew? Here I am, hoping for an announcement for the cancellation of classes on Monday when I should be researching about the leadership of Julius Caesar. Although, with the events of the past few weeks, I doubt I should have as much luck. Forgotten homeworks, failed quizzes, time-consuming practices, nights of little sleep, spillage of soy sauce from eating Siomai (leading to perfectly noticeable stains on the uniform), are blamed on the incompetence and carelessness of the person or just unfortunate concidences, but one is bound to notice when such events keep happening for days on end.
Oh, and it almost slipped my mind to mention the dive I took last Monday... right in front of a group of people when I tripped over someone's shoes while running in order to not be late for our Chemistry class. I sported many-a-bruise; A small scrape on both my knees, and a huge(and very painful) one on my arm near the elbow, where the impact of the fall did the most damage. Whether it was an accident or otherwise is stll unsure up to this day. My English teacher said I was lucky enough not to have dislocated my arm, and I agreed, albeit begrudgingly. It's terribly painful, and I had trouble moving around. My whole body was sore after the humiliating ordeal.
Third Year High School has been giving me HELL so far...one more bad grade and I will burst into tears (yes, it HAS been that bad).