Thursday, April 12, 2007 @4/12/2007 11:34:00 PM
There goes another week. Another week closer to the Holy "O" Level Chinese examination. One more week mearer to the common test for chinese. One more week closer to my Mid-year examinations.One more week closer to my ROD(retairement of duty) From NCC Air.
With soo many thing on going, passing by, how can one be not stress up by this elements.
This week started with sharp pain from my throat. The common sore throat had come upon me.
As the day goes by, Lesson, Recess, Lesson than go home. A boring process percive by most, but to a very sad case i was born to the wrong type of family with the wrong type of displining method. First of all i always get scolding for all the wrong reasons. For example, Just tonight, My sister could not finish her stupid, dumb 80 Word composition. I was scolded for being an incompitain Brother. For not helping her. This was like totally unfair for me as i totally did not know what was happening. Also another unfair treatment, the purchasing of Handphones, or whatever purchases. My father always repeat the same phrase " You must be fair to Kenneth, what i buy for you and him must be same". Which means the same model, same colour, same type of line, same type of restriction. It like come on i'm lky 15 soon 16. Even Singtel allows me to sign a line on my own.
Freedom is another issue i wanna highlight in this part of the entry. At Secondary 1 level, all my friends and i MEAN BLOOD ALL OF MY FRIENDS, were allow to go out on their own. Visit the arcarde for a little stress relieve, having a meal or two with their good friends. Stay back at school for some chats. Even Calls to chat abouts the days activities were not allows in my BLOODY household. Going out for a light jog or whatever exercise routine was also banned (that should explain my size and weight problem). See the amount of restriction i have? Compare it to any ordinary girl. Try it now! than Tag and tell me, whose parent are more consevative.
Now back to study issue. A-math test this week. Yeap! Flunck it again. Always flunck A-Maths. No matter how i try to study i alway fail that Subject. Infact all my subject sucks to the core. Always has the urge to study at the wrong time. Also too always to lazy to move, cause of my weight problem. When i study, there is not one that understands my need to help me. If i ask my father i'll be scolded non stop, I MEAN NON STOP! ASk my teachers? They'll keep nagging before they start teaching. Asking some of my closer friends, the answer is always " Dunno??". In this progress how thw hell am i suppose to score good grades.
When i am incapable to getting the desired grades by the school my parent would have to meet my teachers. That bothers me the most at this moment. Every year, when my parents meet my teacher, nother good always come out from their mouth. I can never hear a teacher prasing me but that little bit. Plus my parents, as u would read on the top, They are crazy. the mini-second u step into the house you will instantanously get lashing of the cane, crashing of furniture at you, the maximum volime of scream and shout hurled at you. Blood, sweat and tears as u hear as a good phrase to discribe hard work is now use to describe ones tortment.
"sigh...." This world is not a good place for me to be in. Should i be born into another world or another family with a better rule or law which is less strict than my current one, i would be a little happier than now. As the OBS instructor has add to my name "Endueran" shows the great enduremant in me. So here i am enduring all the pain, agony, stress, being Jail .. Etc..
Tomorrow would be the last NCC Training for this first half of the year. An yet the Training would be a bored one. "...sigh..." Shold be sleeping at this instent but breaking a huge rule of my house right now bring a little freedom to express myself in this post i am typing out at the moment.
Since there is Training and it only apporprate for Sergeants to be early at school. I'm off blogging for today.
Flying off
Z.K.Koh Shawn
That Guitar Strummed again
The Violin got mysteriously bowed