25.4.09

And still I dream he'll come to me, That we will live the years together

i'm supposed to be doing my pi draft 2 right now.
no wait, 15 min ago to be exact.
but i haven't been using the computer for at least a week.
OH MY COW A WEEK.
see, this is jc life for you.

funny how in p5 and p6, i used to think how hard life was mum must be crazy forcing me to do assessment books and practise papers everyday i need a break i want to play.
then i ascend to sec 1 and think, oh man i want to go back to primary school the work was so easy i bet i could do psle all over again with my eyes closed (ok maybe except chi. that's how epic fail i am at chi) and still score 260.
then comes sec 3 and i think i'm gonna die.
THEN i reach sec 4 and think YES THIS TIME I'M DEFINITELY GOING TO DIE SAVE ME I'M SICK OF STUDYING HELP ME I'M GONNA GET DOUBLE DIGIT FOR O'S.
then bam, i reach jc level.
and the cycle repeats itself.
jc's more tiring, more busy, less fun.
and pw so does not help.
as mentioned, i'm supposed to be doing pi draft 2.
yes you read that right.
DRAFT 2.
when all my friends are at draft 9136359 i'm at DRAFT 2.
i asked my tutor, can i hand in more drafts before the deadline and she told me, "er depends on my time. see if i have time to mark it"
OH OK THANKS.
so apparently here in aj we're limited to 2 drafts cos teachers have no time to mark and comment, but in other jcs teachers have time to mark 98124879623 drafts?
thanks thanks, i totally appreciate the time spent on us.
wow even squidward stayed up to 1++ am to send out mass emails to the whole class regarding some gp thingy topic.
thanks thanks really.

anyhoo, sorry for the above cynicism but i'm tired and busy and still avoiding pi.
math is mind-boggling. we just finished sequence series WHAT THE FISH IS THE LECTURER TALKING ABOUT
chem is quite confusing cos half the time i'm so tired i'm falling asleep so i'm seriosuly lagging. but the lecturer's quite cute. and old lady that makes funny remarks like "the electron orbital is empty, like most of your heads" HAHAHA
econs is ugh. our last lecture went at breakneck pace what is wrong with the lecturer does she think anything can be absorbed that way?!
bio is was alright. we're back to coughduncanangcough and it's the equivalent to suffering multiple heart attacks when in his lectures. "students, give me a five. you, the boy in the corner over there yes looking at me, you're fast but the people around you are faster. can you tell me, (insert hard question here). i'm sorry that's the wrong answer. what's your class? index number? ok please do a mindmap on this topic [bio molecules i kid you not] and hand in tomorrow"
gp is sucky i have the worst gp tutor on earth i kid you not. and we just had our first speakez session whereby i didn't even know i was supposed to be giving a speech cos i didn't read my email sorry i have no time for that and SO, i gave an impromptu speech whereby i followed only 1/4 of what i planned on this tiny piece of paper measuring no more than your hand size SO IN OTHER WORDS,
it was pretty screwed haha.

well then, that was very optimistic.
OH OH OH LIFE IS GOOD WHEN YOU HEAR THAT STNICKS CHOIR GOT EFFING
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GOLD WITH HONOURS!!!

HALLELUJAH BABY. i'm really really reeaalllly glad they got what they worked hard for and that all their efforts paid off.
whoo, reminds me of the time I was still in choir.
gwh is the sweetest thing that can ever reach your ears after many bitter months of preparation.

sports club sports club i love sports club!
frickin tiring now that we're training for t'choukball a div oh man oh man oh man effing tired after cca now!
so i go home, eat bathe attempt to do my work fail in my attempt give up sleep till seminary calls.
thank good cca is only 2 3 days now oh crap.
and i love bossaball!
yay i can proudly say that i've played bossaball before!
i think everyone in school was effing curious to know what that huge inflatable platform in the middle of aj square was for HAHAHA JEALOUS SUCKERS AREN'T YOU?

kayaking last sat was fun fun fun in the sun sun sun.
manda and i were actually slacking half the time trying to tan and talking.
and we took cool jumpshots with ally and dj (who funnily and foolishly jumped into the reservoir after that) followed by PRATA.
yippee aye!

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11.4.09

Boy, I hear you in my dreams Hear your whisper across the sea

myra needs to replicate her success at accomplishing what she set out to do yesterday.
but myra was left at home alone and she has v v v little self-discipline.
myra means, hello look at o levels period?
myra was dying in her attempt to make herself focus and study.
(ok the fact that she was somewhat successful is so not the point)
anyhoo, myra need to get off the comp and go do her chem tut & bio mindmap & revise APGP and see her pi thingy thing thing yet again.
myra needs to stop listening to her v v v nice music and should get back to her room and sit in her chair and start her hw.
oh my word, myra needs a life.
myra needs to watch 3 movies, myra needs to see her friends, myra needs a life without hw and tests and blah.
myra needs more time in her life.
yacong once told her, "there should be 50 hours in a day. and i'll spend 20 hours of it sleeping"
if myra had 50 hours in a day, she's spend 30 hours sleeping, 10 hours on the comp, 15 hours doing what-have-you and 5 hours on hw.
of course, she'd be smart enough to only require 5 hours.
but then again, she's not that smart so oh well.
myra should stop this 3rd person nonsense thing, except she's in a funny mood today so she'll continue like this till she stops.
myra thinks sports club is v v v fun and that bossaball is gonna be awesome to the max (hello trampoline!)
myra thinks that class fund is v v v theurapatic, especially when the money counts out to be perfectly fine.
myra does not looks forward to the idea of pw.
myra wants to be in syf in syf in syf but she can't cos she's in sports club (which is v v v fun) but she still wants to be in syf cos she misses choir like crap.
myra went back to choir with uncle s on thur and had lovely tauhuay with them after that and they talked and talked and talked and oh how much she misses them.
myra sees the clock is 3pm now and realises she has wasted half her day.
yippee!
see ya around friends.

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