Yo! It's a cool tuesday morning without any tuesday blues because there's no school! (it kind of rhymes) Yup for some strange reason the school actually allowed us to stay at home for self study and that shows that the prelims aren't too far away I suppose. Not knowing exactly how many more days to prelims, toppped with the fact that I'd probably lost my prelim timetable, all I know is that I've GP paper this week, next week is holidays once again and the following week is prelims again, which I think I've papers everyday la so I shall just go school every morning.


Thinking back, I can conclude that time flies, I even forgot when did I last watch a movie, forgot when did I last go to Vivo, forgot when did I last finish my maths induction tutorial and basically forgetting everything and when did they happen.


Some farewell thing which i forgot when, marks the end of ps. Investiture marks the end of council. July marks the end of nyaa gold. Movy fest 2 marks the end of my last proposal. It's sad just to think of these things. However, it means that there's a new beginning again. It's what I like to term it as 'cycle of life', where things just end at a particular point of time and new things would come and OH SIAN once again you'll find youself in deep shit because it's difficult to adapt to the new enviroment.


There are things in my mind which are worrying and exciting. I'm particularly worried for my a levels. It's been 2 years and for the first time I feel screwed (ouch) and it's just so demoralising. GP is an ongoing torture, maths tortured me, econs err.. hell. It's really that bad. More often than not, many students would tell their friends that they are screwed as well (ouch) and not coping well in their studies at all. I really dispise such people. They can and are able to cope with their studies but because they just want to sound stupid or trying to plan a surprise 'attack' when the A levels draws near.


What will I do if I failed my GP? What step to take next? While others enter university with a smile, I frown with a screw in my ass because I failed GP. Such thoughts are so demoralising yet so real because it can actually happen and the probability of it happening isn't very small!


I always hate expectations. I really do. On the other hand, without expectations, what would push me on to study and save me from a screwdriver and a screw? Sigh.