a sixth sense cannot make up for a complete lack of common sense
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-best known as May Ching-
-09/01/1990-
-19 years 1.2 months-
-mugger/slacker/writer-
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Thursday, October 04, 2007, 3:26 pm
Promos are finally OVER.Man, the stress I've been under to continually study, study, study. Go to school everyday to study. But now, the exams are over (for me, at any rate) and I finally get around to updating this blog.
Even though the exams are over, I'm still under a lot of stress, this time not form studies, but from my mum. It's getting very hard to talk to her these days. Heck, this year. I can't even make a comment without her jumping onto it and interpreting it as she will, normally taking that I'm being grouchy, bitchy or ungrateful, qualities she loathes.
The other night, I was busy studying Bio and doing up a Respiration mind-map ASAP because I just realized that the one I already had just wasn't going to cut it when she sees me working frantically and goes, "Now only last-minute studying."
Hello.
I have LONG outgrown last-minute things. Even if I did have any last-minute things going on now, it's my responsibility to suffer for it, thank you very much. To top it off, she kept railing on about me being so damn lazy and not studying enough, and why don't I go and do research in the library to help me with my work?
*Falls off chair in exasperation*
I'd be taking the name of the Lord in vain, if I had one. Times have changed since the good ol' 70's, you know. The library just isn't that holy repository of knowledge it used to be. As for not studying enough, the other day, Hema and I were busy - you guessed it, - studying when the auntie who runs the drinks stall walked past on her way to Kbox, for some unknown reason and she stopped to chat.
"The both of you, ha, I see you always come back to school to study! Very serious in your studies, ah, very good, JC must study hard!" she offered cheerfully (or something to that, I fail to remember the exact words.)
After she had left, Hema and I turned to each other.
"She hasn't seen our exam results yet."
"Yeah."
As charming, uplifting and endearing as this encounter appears to be, it certainly says a lot about the time I put into studying in school. No further words are needed.
Random thought: I'm getting FAT. Weeks without squash and the joys of PC have resulted in a new, plus-size me. Man, just when I get addicted to Ben and Jerry's. All that time spent sitting quietly at a table and mugging when I should have been engaged in physical activity. Never mind, I've still got a few more weeks to drop all the excess baggage. I'm starting tomorrow by hitting the squash courts!
The past Tuesday, I had a great breakfast in Macdonalds', thanks to Zhe Yuan and his coupons. Coupled with the free 6pc nuggets I got with my usual set meal and the copious amount of fries going around the tables, I've never been so stuffed on fast food ever. And thanks, Cherie, for your help in polishing off the fries and nuggets. I couldn't have done it without you. And I mean it. Haha.
Anyhow, the food wasn't the important issue, the talking was. Zhe Yuan, Hema, Chin Khang, Glennda, Shi Hui, Cherie and I spent a good two hours there in Mac. The conversation ranged from the food, to PAE, to the merits of various JCs in Singapore to ghost stories. I already knew that JJ was haunted, but not that badly! The way I heard it, there's something lurking in every corner of the school. And I was the cuckoo who walked into the classroom block toilet alone at night without a light of any sort at least two or three times. Thankfully, I'm totally numb to the spirit world unlike Desmy and Sheng Yong. Apparently, there's a lot (and I mean a lot) of things flitting around the school. For goodness' sake, there's a malicious hand in the food cupboard in the ops room which wants to strangle anyone foolish enough to be able to see it and yet wanting to play-play...!
Recently, I noticed that Desmy and I don't seem to spend as much time together as we used to. We studied together around Common Test. Maybe it's because I've been spending more time lately with the Muggers' Gang.
Ugh. Once I started thinking about Promos again, I get nervous. What if I fail Maths (again) or something like that? Gah, can't think about that now, it makes me stressed. Tomorrow I'll go to school and play squash, go running...stuff like that.