fine. I said hiatus but oh well......

besides, it's Friday and Geog is over and done with! Rejoice!

Been reading Anne Frank recently, and I wonder why I haven't read it before. It's quite good and when you see how a girl almost our age is able to express herself like that, it's quite amazing. Makes you wonder what ever influenced our youth to write such.....trash? I mean I've seen blogs that are kind of blinding to say the least.I understand that yeah, you're trying to be original and what not, but english doesn't have to have so many extra alphabets at the ends of words. Sometimes, I guess it's hard to find good spelling? nah. I guess people are blind. :D

Well, the first day of exams were yesterday. English composition and Literature. I guess I kind of did okay? :( Like I said, Lit is Lit. You either totally make a fool out of yourself and fail or the teacher can read and comprehend whatever you wrote and you get..... ok marks. Yeah, Lit is Lit. :(

English Composition was I guess a tad better. I mean my story was not suggestive, unlike recent ones. :) and I wrote a bit blah sometimes but I guess I pulled it off.

Geograophy today was madness. I couldn't get most of the world map questions so I just guessed. The high tech farming question, ha, got the answer from the front of the paper. I think they purposely put it there. Funny setters. :) I had over an hour to do the last three questions cos' I rushed the whole first part. My last question was around three pages long. My hand almost withered with fatigue after that. For chinese, I wrote another cliched "xiao ming" story. Yeah, it couldn't get worse than that, but I tried my hardest.

Today is my mum's birthday so HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUM! I don't think it's appropriate to reveal her age so I won't. :)

Well, five more papers to go. Haven't you ever felt like once the exams take off, your rate just goes along as well? Something not like a wheel, but something I would compare to a train. You set off on your first paper, slowly at first, fearful, maybe even doubtful of your potential. Than, you make it past the first station and you churn on, with more courage, determined to take the next paper by storm, but wary not to let success get to you. You pass the second station successfully and you move on to the next. You're fearful of this station. Because it's just plain hard. You become wary of your shortcomings, your faults, and remember every couldshouldwould-have-done that you can think of. But when the time comes, you simply just numb over, because you're aware that you have to do this. For yourself and almost everyone else. Sometimes I think exams are like trains. I mean, what exactly do you do it for? That robe? The square hat and piece of paper that make or break you? It's like going endlessly on the same track, round and round( or sqaure, circle, whatever), no objective, no goal. We're ultimately doing it for others. Yeah, some might say, I like it. I want to do well to get a job have a family. But the thing is, it's not always truly for yourself is it? You're ultimately, always chasing your scholarly "dreams" for others. And I'm not going to be morbid and say, everything doesn't matter because we're all going to die, but merely, that whatever, students, especially singaporeans do is perfectly planned for that perfect future. And the whole prospect of that just seems to put me off the whole idea of education.

Oh man, the pre-exam stress is getting to me. I find myself rambling off at such an astonishing rate that haha, I surprise myself. :) Anyway, you can all just ignore the whole paragraph above, because, in the words of Anne Frank,

"I can only advise you not to reread the above passage and to make no attempt to get to the bottom of it, because you'll never find your way out again! "

sometimes I think you work too hard. It's just one bloody meal on a special day. who's gonna care right?