"'Ooh, is this what I think it is?' We all poke our heads up the vicar's frock and concur that it probably is. A thin pouch of powdery dry skin comes away in his hand. A half-centimeter sample is meticulously labeled and packaged. He's not going to miss his scrotum now."
-An excerpt from February 2009 edition of the National Geographic

Current Time: 9.11 A.M.
Current Location: One of my favourite haunts in school
Current Lesson: None (I have an one hour break unique to me, of which nobody else in my class shares)

Today is a day I shall dislike, for the reason no other than that because I woke up late. Despite going to sleep at around 5.00 P.M. last night, waking up on two ocassions to check my laptop, today I still overslept, and woke up one hour later than usual. Fortunately, of course, being the usual early riser I am, waking up one hour late was of no significant consequence, as I still reached the school on time regardless, and was given the accompaniment of Lester Goh on the bus to school. However for the first time since school started I missed my coffee+tea combination and my daily chocolate bar, having had barely enough time to put down my bag and sweat around before flag raising.

I shall experiment on the school's system of teaching, where lessons are divided into lectures and tutorials, and lecture notes are provided prior to each lecture. My assumption, of course, is that the lectures are close to redundant, and that sufficient self-study of the lecture notes along with added self-revision will be sufficient to score relatively well for the tests.

So, of course, using myself as a test subject, I shall slack through lectures, paying minimum attention, act disruptive during tutorials, making fun of every comment I am at the liberty to make fun of, and basically not copy any notes or do any tutorials of my own accord (exceptions are copying fellow classmate's tutorials so as not to incur the wrath of various tutors). My rule is that I am only allowed to study for a given subject one week before the test, and my own results shall be proof of my own experiment.

Following that, I asked myself a few questions: Am I trying to justify my own laziness? The answer, of course, is yes. Are the results significant? To myself, perhaps, to others, highly doubtful. Is much as stake? I should hardly think so. Worse-case scenario, I fail the various subjects and people have a bad impresssion of me. Well, people already have a bad impression of me, so it hardly matters.
So for each subject, my resultant grade and conclusiong will be as follows:

A - This subject requires little studying outside of the notes given, and that the lectures and/or tutorials are rather redundant.

B - This subject requires some attention in class in order to ace. Some effort from the student is required in order to score well for this subject.

C - This subject requires attention in class, significant effort from the student and lots of mugging.

D and below - I suck. Or rather, this subject requires more effort than I can be bothered to put in.

Having detailed the experiment, I shall be rather interested in the result, even if most of the readers of this blog are unconcerned. Of course, if the experiment fails, then I am forced to conclude that I suck and that the lectures and tutorials are actually there for a purpose beyond wasting our time.

I have 40 more minutes of break before my fellow literature students are released, and I shall spend that time indulging myself in books of various topics (none, however, related to school work in one way or another). Perhaps my current location is rather evident now. Ta-ta!