Thursday, August 30, 2007
I was contemplating of retiring as a blogger. I guessed as time goes by commitments do come and one of the commitment that its hard to keep o cos is to blog frequently. Even though i would love to share my experiences, but sometimes those experiences worth sharing are hard to come by as well. Of cos, the fact that it goes to my archives mean that its a stored memory on my part. And i could always look back and reflect, savour the past.Today was the end of the first half of our papers. A helluva week i shld say. Econs being pre-warned, i had some disaster mitigation measures, geog being pre-warned i had a raincoat to shelter myself from the thunderstorm, but my feet were drenched. physics was loud thunder but no rain. Shld have pia-ed more. Maths was lightning plus thunder plus hurricane despite being a meteorologist. And when it comes to doubt and hopelessness, i always give my friends a simple advice.Pray lor.Wonder how my maths lect bros found the papers.Come to think of it, its one more month to farewell assembly. Sumtimes i feel i have not known the sch well enough, being some parts still very mysterious to me. Sorts, people, frens, enemies. It never fails to intrigue when u see somebody in the last lecture of your JC life that u have never seen b4 in school. It never fails to saddens when u think u are not gonna keep in contact with some that u know 99% might not cross your life anymore. There are also some u wished u have made frens with but u never had the fate to. There are also some u wished it was just more than Hi-bye friends.Of course, there are those suckers which u wished u never met and dealt them with their own sucker-punch.Of course, will we ever miss lychee ice, an inaugural part of every SAJCian. Will we ever walk such long distances to our school and risk the tortures of weather. Will we have a new sense of identity when uniforms cease to exist in our lives anymore. Will we ever complain about the massive workload and constant peckering from our teachers since learning becomes 110% independent for post-JC education. Will we ever sing the national anthem, say the pledge like we did for our 18years of our life so faithfully every school morning. (of course many of us are guilty of lip-synching these supposed daily propaganda. ) There are so much changes that i forsee in this period of transition that it kinda worries but excites at the same time. Not forgetting the TRIALS AND TRIBULATIONS in army.
Well Well Well, there is still prom to look forward if they do not cancel it due to an "overwhelming" response. I do plan to cut close to botak and dye my hair white or beige =). And finally having my ears pierced on both sides. Apparently i was so obsessed with ear-piercing that i dreamt that i got drilled by a drill for the hole.DRILLED BY THE DRILL FOR THE HOLE. Sounds ambiguous. But it isnt used metaphorically, cos i really dreamt my ear holes were pierced using a drill. Right now i just wanna study and score for my stats paper so that i do not get a demoralising score for my Mathsie. And work things out as well.And maybe i shld really quit blogging.
{/6:58 PM}
Time's up.
