friday friday, the glorious weekend,
grabbed my file and off i went.
math was first, learnt some stuff,
asymtotes, intersepts, points, all so tough.

Pe was hard, push ups and cruches, so tiring,
3 laps around the track, i felt like dying,
circuit training, edurance squatting,
how exciting...










activity number three, the belly game,
aches and sores, thighs full of pain,
we lied on each others tummys, sweat everywhere,
laughing with classmates, i had funthere.

GP lesson was special, Mr Goh's last lesson,
got the book all pasted up; Mr Goh's present.
got back my test, 23 and a half,
all that info, it's so tough.

really pissed, adam ignored me throughout,
i waved, repeated , beckoned, even shout.
so much for the "support", disappointed was i.
Am i really that insignificant to adam's eye?

i've done stuff for the class, i am the ACM you see?
I made the books, designs and cards, i am not free.
people like adam take me for granted,
"Bryan do this please", he did not care what i wanted.

a sense of recognition and a sense of concern,
just a simple, "do you have time?", im not that stern.
He demands that i do so, nothing else,
im not angry, im just disappointed myself

people think im a machine, speed production at ease,
ive spent time buying and doing up the book,
can you hand up the colored paper fast please?
they all just dont know how much time it took, it wasn't easy

did our sculpture for art, an impressive one ild say,
wei jiang did a good job on the bricks, a rustic way.
i furnished the screws, fastened the card board,
eric did the beans, a questionable thought.

after which was photocourse lesson, composition
great in info, funny like hell, great elaboration.
Mr chua, such a funny teacher he was,
he takes pictures for a good cause



and that was friday.