WE DON'T HAVE TIME LEFT TO REGRET
The sudden realisation that it's all over is so surreal; as though I've woken from a dream. As I walked across the overhead bridge, it felt like walking on water. I couldn't walk straight. I'm not talking about alcohol overdose kinda walk. It's the absolute weightlessness and flight of freedom walk, like how princesses enter their golden palaces. As I was talking to Wilbert on the bus, it was both elation and anxiety. He kept talking about H2 grades and his predictions. It made me really worried, yet, I was so excited and relieved that the 24 day-long A levels is finally over. I felt like hugging him. But that would be so weird wouldn't it? Marissa might hammer me. Haha. I wouldn't do that obviously. But it just felt so good to know that someone felt the same fears before the exam and the same relief after it all.
Today's paper was okay. Comme ςi comme ςa. I started on my essays first. My first essay's fine but my second.... err... it was real crap translated into words on paper. I didn't even define what rational is. I just dived in straight and hit the bottom of the pool. I was left with 45 minutes for case study. Read it for 15 minutes and was left with u know how much time. But I managed to finish it in the end. These past 5 days were horribly draining. It was tiring but not the kinda fatigue you feel after playing a floorball match. After a match, you hardly get bored of it. In fact, you can't wait to get back on court and do your best again. The kinda fatigue I'm refering to, is the kind when the locomotive's engine refuses to chug anymore. I felt like giving up because I was so bored of reading the same thing over and over again and not being able to commit them to memory because my head was filled with so many other distractions!
Anyway, everybody,... I'm telling you that yunbing's voice is damn soft. She claims that she called us down to take a H3 class photo. Either she's lying or her voice is very soft. I mean Zhen, William and I weren't talking loudly or anything, so if she did shout our names from 1 level below, we would have heard okay... Now, once the photo is uploaded, I'm gonna photoshop our 3 faces in. We feel so unwanted, not part of the class. Nah, joking la. BUT BUT, I'm serious about the photoshopping thing huh.
I'm writing letters for prom. It's gotten me so excited! 4 years of memories in NJC. If only I could catalogue them and refer to them whenever I want. But everything's jumbled, I don't exactly remember the sequence of events. But I'm certain that they have left me a much happier person.
CLASS PHOTOS!
IPEE 1
Cus an empty room can be so loudThere's too many tears to drown them outJust hold on, hold on
You drive me crazy, i just can't sleep
David Ricardo, Keynes, Smith, moral hazard, externalities, purpose of economics, blah blah blah. MNCs and TNCs, what’s the differnce boy? Seems the same to me. DAMN SATURATED. MY BRAIN IS GOING TO BURST. SERIOUSLY.
I am so distracted. I can’t focus. Everyone’s playing and enjoying their newfound freedom. I forbid myself to log on to Messenger or else I’ll become really jealous of those online. They’re probably planning for prom, watching tv, playing games, hanging out together, or just lazing around doing nothing. That beats studying. That beats studying for something you do not have high hopes for.
It’s the last lap of my race and I’m trying to give my all despite the occasional distractions. I have not touched my H3 notes since prelims. They are dusty, boring and difficult to memorise. I hate them. Yet, I’m forcing myself to love them, breathe them, drink them, gobble them down.
I’ve set up my personal cheer squad in my brain. GO ARETHA! Go go Aretha… lalala.
The europhia over Obama's triumph is still lingering in the air. In amazement and awe of his capabilities as a person of colour, we cannot help but praise his humble victory. Indeed, change has come to America. It was just centuries ago that slavery happened. It was less that 40 years ago that lynching happened and a black was just three-fifths a person. The inhumanity and elitism was still rife then. Today, a new wave of post-modernism has swept over America. Finally, people have truly grasped the idea of democracy for all. Hopefully, Obama's charming, suave nature and confidence will translate into solid policies and rational decisions that will benefit the rest of the world too.
Ida Scott Taylor said: "Do not look back and grieve over the past, for it is gone and do not be troubled about the future, for it has yet to come. Live in the present, and make it so beautiful that it will be worth remembering."One week of agony gone. 3 more weeks to face. GP and Math are finally over. I can't say that for the rest cus they're all broken down into many papers and spread out all over the weeks. Much like how proteins are cut into peptides by proteasomes and assimilated into the cytoplasm. It's absolutely frustrating that almost every paper this year is tough. GP, Math, Bio. Yes, especially Bio! Cambridge is having fun torturing us this year. I'm guessing that's what to expect for the other papers to come.
Looking into the very near future, I see a wonderful prom with all the floorballers sitting together at the table. Yes, I hope we all will be there. Smiling, talking, laughing, crying.
