- Read a streetcar named desire and an issue of reader’s digest
- Did a revision of the first 4 habits in the seven habits of an highly effective teenager
- Learned the rap of Hitlver Vs Darth Vader 2
It is that time off month where I recollect my monthly accomplishments, as you can probably tell by now, I love to use YouTube to learn new things
Hello everyone. I’ve had a pretty successful week (at least in my measurements).
Next week I’m going to:
Today in for P.E we played a combination of Netball and football. For netball, you must pass to team mates to get it to the other side of the field. However, the moment the ball touches the floor, it becomes football! Netball goals where 5 points, while football goals worth 2 points.
I always feel a bit helpless in sports (not being as physically gifted as others) but still try to contribute to the team as both an annoying defender and a cheerleader. I loved screaming FOOTBALL every time the ball touched the ground. My team ended up winning despite me scoring a brilliant own goal. It was also because one of my friends kept forgetting that you have to pass the line while playing the netball portion, and threw the ball into the net 4 times.
After a good half an hour of that we moved onto capture the flag. I was able to sneak into the enemy flag area when no one was looking, but never managed to make it out with it.
In the afternoon I got invited by my computer teacher to hear a speaker about Quantum Computing. Didn’t even know that existed 0_0.
The evening was eaten up by AXN. It’s surprising how you can get sucked in. It was great to relax and watch House, The amazing race and Wipeout. Too bad it sidetracked everything else and killed my time…
To my horror, I realized I had broken the chain. I’ve been following a productivity technique called break the chain where you give yourself a tick for everyday you do a task (i.e reading and exercise). I had created a chain three months long, now broken by a single night.
I have been spending too much lately. I feel like a black hole for money. I have to many new things and not enough time to enjoy them. So, for at least a blue moon, I’m not buying anything. I reached this decision after realizing (for the thousandth time) that I am very fortunate and should be content in what I have, and that my parents work really hard for the money and I shouldn’t go running off to spend it.
Mylo Xyloto. My first album and my first foray into the world of legitimate and quality music. I had planned for weeks to get it, and finally got it in China at a book center during our mini vacation.
I already liked some of the songs in this album before hand, including Paradise, Princess of China and Every Teardrop is a Waterfall. I also discovered a trio favorites within the album.
The album makes heavy use of ambient electronic sounds and smart transitions between songs. The way the lyrics are sung, dragged and a bit unclear at times, helps add to the “flow of the album.”
I really love this album. Again, the way it flows is just magical. You don’t even notice the gap between songs. The range from happy energetic songs, to long slow melodies. I also noticed small references in the lyrics in earlier songs, to songs later in the track list. Chris Martin’s voice goes really well with the instrumentals and he pulls off some impressive notes.
School was a bit rough today. Mr. Nazar my biology teacher is thinking of having extra classes Friday after school, the same day basketball training was moved to avoid clashing with Advanced math! And on top of that I received a bit of a lynching by Mr.Sables over the quality of my speech. Continue reading
On Wednsday things didn’t get much better. I had a total of two classes, one of which the teacher was tied up in another class. I still hadn’t bought my books as well. We ended up just watching movies, first “Think Like A Man” where a controversial book is released teaching woman how men think and turning the tables on us, than second “The Dictator” where an middle-eastern dictator experiences America for the first time. It was during our third movie “Super Bad” that Ms.Donna came in to tell us why the schedule was such a mess (seeing there was over half of us in free period).
We also got some time to play some basketball. Despite my random back pains I was able to play 2v2 with Liam, Joel and the new teacher. The teacher was just so good! Even with two people on him he just kept getting this clean, soundless shots.
On Thursday we started to having more consistent classes. I had 5/8 of my classes! There was enough free periods however to sneak in a viewing of “Battle Royale” which is a more gruesome, japanese version of hunger games. Battle Royale came first by the way. It was a good, interesting movie but was ruined by loud classmates and Liam’s inability to stop making fun of their accents (that joker!).
After school we went off to buy the books. The ones I needed where sold out, and needed to be ordered. Also bumped into Marilda there with her mom. Liam joked that Marilda pushed her down the stairs.
Friday, the end of the week! The first major event was chapel. Somehow, through too much enthusiasm, Joel and I ended up on the stage doing actions for some songs. Quite awkward.
We enjoyed a short round of cricket before going into free period. The schedule seems to be improving, with only 1 free period today. I was able to hit all the shots pitched to me by Saahil, but when the new P.E teacher pitched I was quite literally shut. down.
Math is getting a lot harder these days and I have a feeling that it isn’t going to be a cake walk from now on. It was during a long double period that I discovered from Soana that my Swatch watch was not only water proof but glows in the dark! It just made me love it even more.
The school week ended with a surprise birthday party for my friend Natasha. She arrived in white limo with her family, only to be ambushed by us! We had a buffet dinner at an african themed restaurant called the Afrikana. We had our own private hut with karaoke and drinks.
Joel and I, being the only people who live in Macau walked home from the party. After parting ways at the resevoir I decided to run home to compensate for the lack of exercise for that day. By that time it was almost midnight and it was beautifully tranquil. All I could hear was the quite pitter patter of my feet on hard, cold concrete. I turned heads, as I ran past. They most have thought I was going to mug them. Despite being in formal party clothes and my heaviest shoes I made it all the way home without stopping. It was a good way to build endurance (on a sidenote I had won the 800 metre a few years prior). I would later pay for this in the form of massive foot cramps as I attempted to sleep.