for those of you keeping score, i got 14 for my o levels. chemistry a1, english a2, a maths a2, everything else b3, chinese c6. yes, i know i suck. so too bad for me. in the last 1 and a half weeks since i last wrote in, it has been a rollercoaster or emotions for me. starting with the steep climb of emotions to the highest point where i was mixing well with everyone here and was good and happy and anticipating the release of my o level results. then the steep downhill drop off the first hill in the rollercoaster. friday. the o level results were out. when i realised i got 14, it was WHAM. right smack in the face. it was spit on my face, kick you in the area which God meant to be treated nicely FANTASTIC... then after 2 days of mopping, sunday was better. spent 4 hours talking to people, just sitting there and talking. throughly enjoyed that.. and then, the boredom of half term set in. classes which i was supposed to have were not there and ergo, i had the whole day free. epso facto, i had the whole week free. nine days of market harborough. for those of you who i have complained to about the town, you will know how boring it is. absolutely no cinema and no forms of entertainment. thus, i spent most of the first 2 days playing pool.. joana was not around, marc was back from france which meant shi han was busy.. on tuesday, the next fall. it was vday... for all you back home who are like in jc's and all you will understand how depressing it can be, especially when there's nothing to do. so on wednesday, i decided to actually use the file dividers that mum sent and started filing my stuff and doing work. so far so good with the work. wednesday night. football. from brooke house, only femmi (small) and i went for football. i really don't like that guy. imagine zhen yang if he can play soccer what it would be like, then multiply that by like 10 times, negatively... first we had to walk to the leisure centre. that *** decided to leave 40 minutes early because i didn't want to take a taxi cab with me. how now, we walk for 10 minutes and he starts panicing and says that we are going to be late. (we were more than halfway there.)i told him he can run with me if he wants, and the weakling of course didn't.. so when we were walking past the graveyard, i decided to give the small jacka** a run for his money.. he said we should jog past it.. i decided to do a little striding and i left him so far behind i had to suddenly brake and start walking backward just to catch up. during soccer, i out ran him with a 10m deficit so many times and he still thinks he can run faster than me. after football, that monkey didn't have the guts to run back home with me cos he was scared he was going to be late (we had 40 minutes). so what does he do, he begs people to give us a lift bac to school and i felt so embarassed. the only reason why i hang around him is because he plays football and ida was injured.. thursday, joanna was back. it wasnt that bad. i spent the whole day studying downstairs for 2 reasons. first, the stupid vietnamese keep congreating in the room next to mine and the walls are like paper thin that i can hear every damn thing that goes on. and secondly, if there's a hot girl downstairs who is willing to study with me and talk to me why not? i mean not that i'm attracted to her or anything in THAT way, but she's nice, and plus its good eye candy.. and she's not that bright when it comes to maths which happens to be my forte.. however, teaching is not.. so it dun make no diff.. thursday night.. was sitting downstairs. the people who were there were, me, joanna, ida, femmi(small), femmi(big), roro(ida's grl from china), lydia(sum korea girl who ain't too bad lookin), audu(the other fast nigerian guy), ricardo(some new kid from angola), and some nigerian girl who borro my laptop.. we were sitting there and suddenly roro ask do you think a person can walk on water, like take 3 steps. and of course, i said can. ida said can.. why? because we are sprinters. femmi(both) said cannot. and big femmi and ida got into a nice long 20 minute argument which started from walking on water, moved to english maths and probability and ended up at the matrix(architect from ep 2). it was so funny and we were all like just sitting there laughing our bumboklots off.. audu was just standing there saying yes to everything that was said which just made it all the more funnier. friday, had football training for our match on wednesday. i think we have a serious problem. we have a defunctional defence in bonat who can't clear the ball, is slow, can't hold his offside line and is pretty dumb too. i got a big fat accidental elbow thrown right smack in my face by yours truely the dysfunct defender, then femmi was talking his mouth off like it would help him to score that we didn't even bother to put a defender to mark him because he either wouldn't get the ball or would get the ball and do something stupid to lose it by himself. anyway, i was quite scared for my first team place because the new guy is leftie too and he is good... anyway, i've retained my place and femmi is playing bench warmer. sunday he said that he likes to be a sub because when everyone is tired.. (i said.. you can keep up with the game) friday night at 11.30pm, i got a really obscene call from SOMEONE wishing me a happy birthday. well, all credit due, the timing was pretty good, and it wa really a surprise so kudos to that SOMEONE. and it really meant a lot to me too.. probably the most since only 4 people remembered. saturday, some people here who i accidentally leaked out to before and who said they would not forget, totally forgot. i didn't go for the school disco because firstly i'm underage to drink and i don't dance which is probably all you do. i decided to treat myself nice and i went out and bought chinese takeaway and a kebab with 4 pc garlic bread. c'mon. don't judge me.. you would feel like that too if everyone forgot your birthday and SOME people remembered days later after SOMEONE told them.. and i don't think many people remembered anyway so it's ok. someone wished me happy birthday so as far as i'm concerned i'm ok..sunday.. football again.. everyone was late and only like 9 people showed up. one day femmi is going to get his due from me. he has to realise that football is as the name suggests played with the FEET and not the mouth.. i have also managed to work on this thing on the pitch known as a stepover.. after football, so tired. went to sleep. woke up at 1230am and couldn't manage to go back to sleep again after that. so many thoughts on my mind. school, going home, old friends, new friends, life in the future, match on wednesday, how short the week actually is... so many thoughts. so at 4am i decided to get out of bed since i can't sleep, do some work, write this stupid post, and pray very hard that i will be fine the next day. i mean i've done this many times before. i only have a full day tomorrow with NO free periods at all. so i'll be fine.. anyway.. nothing else to write already so..

Yaoq out

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