i am unable to repeat tuesday's 2300 ): and for that i am sad.
what's with school now /: i mean, exams are starting on friday, and they're still giving us homework. logically, it ought to be revision or something. bummer. RAHH and i discussed over lunch that they're trying to rush the syllabus. it's pretty obvious. looking at chemistry for example, there are so little chapters to be taught next year! /: 'cause it's the O levels, so i guess it'll be less chapters, more preparation. but hey, it's a two-year course, not sec 3 and sec 4 separately /: darn.
i'm falling ill. no wait, i already am. my stomach is screwing again. probably mr. virus has come to attack me, knowing i'm at my lowest right now :D gastric's coming back, accompanied with cramps and this bad bad diarrhoea. honestly, i don't want to go to school later. but i don't pon school!
recently RAHH and i have been going crazy. english paper's about to come, and ironically we're getting short-tongued and probably even a little dyslexic /: bummer. during physics that day, RAHH wrote "finale temperature" xD and then on wednesday, i read the english passage wrongly -.- oh, what with "veron spoked cantonese to me!" /: bwahah. retarded. i'm freaking out for english. it's my only hope, you could say? progress report was screwed, i failed 4 out of 8. that's like half. wow. so i guess this is when reality sets in, no?
we attended this programme on wednesday. it's on stress and time management. haha, apt i must say. so yeah, we had to identify our stressors. sure did mine :D friends give you stress sometimes; i wonder how true that can be. reminds me also of that personality test han lao shi let us take. C is so much like ----. freaky, i must say. and probably i'm A. or D? ahh, i have no idea. well, one of the stressors we identified in the talk is fear of the future. where am i heading? /: honestly i have no idea. someone tell me i'm a freak. i bet i'm the only one who actually teared when she brought us through that guided imagery thing. i thought of heaven. you in my heaven.
let's face it - i still think about you.
t'was of her own volition.