Four school meet this morning and I'm pretty bewildered by the fact that I actually fits into the whole buzzing ambiance. Normally, I would've been reading but I'm not. Or partly, it's because the novel that I've brought with definitely lack colours.
Anyway, went home with my sister and saw Presley (after much hasty walking to catch up), some guy my sister couldn't stop talking about ; and I understand why she has the hots for him. That guy's seriously extraordinary cute. Oh please, even if my sister doesn't melt at the sight of him, I DO LA. This shows my sister has got good taste, at least he's not some dork I expected. GO RAISIN!
And because my sister's one slowpoke, she didnt get to see knurd. OKay, she has just peek over at what I'm writing and chipped in "It's not my fault luh, they havent dismiss us you goondu."
Hmm... Maybe it's a good thing cuz there's a high possibility that ill have to dig my own hole to spare myself from further embarrassment.
I know this is not a very nice manner to start but whatever.
WAKE UP RACHAEL! CUZ YOUR GRADES ARE HELLUVA HORRIBLE. (Or is going to anyway) Perfect, this is definitely prominent enough. So eveytime I come online. This tag line shall screamed " You lazy bum, get your ass away from the computer now and start mugging like...right now!"
Jeez, I tell you, shit may sound even inappropriate to describe my grades now, cuz right now, it falls way below that. I'm gna flunk Bio already. I studied an hour on Monday, another hour on Tuesday and four friggin hours yesterday and yet, I can only manage the first, second and last questions. Man, 'm nothing short of pathetic.
That's just nightmare Part1. There's still longarithms, chinese, and the climax shall be awarded to none other than Physics. On top of that, there's something else that has been bugging me. I won't reveal it over here. I don't wna appear weak, but I'm really, really scared.
On a lighter note, there's no homework this weekend (first ever) and I'm kinda looking forward to the 4schools meet tomorrow. I turned down the bus driver invitation for a ride and meeting Rina at 610 okay! I'm beyond nice luh. (I know she'll scowl when she sees this) :D
I thought boredom was way AWOL alr. But hey, it came back and damn, it has never felt any better. Tomorrow's monday. Again. I don't know why, but I dread mondays. It's like this monday blues disease I reckon. And it's friggin infectious, in a good way you know. It's comforting to know there's people out there who hates monday more than anything else. Ha, now I've made holding a grudge against mondays seem like a crime.
Anyway, went out with Jo and Rina yesterday. Did some necessary shopping and I got myself a new sexzy journal. The last one was a turn-off due to the big fat lines. Artbox has got really pretty ones. So I'll probably make a few more trips back there to get more. Had my eyes set on this 6 inch thick sketchbook :D
Nuff said. I doubt I'll be able to sleep later cuz I've had this long nap. I'm seriously nocturnal. Sleep for a couple of hours in the day so I'll last for the revision marathon at night. I'll probably get going soon. You know, I had this missing affinity with balancing equations.
I'm exceptionally perky now cuz' I've got 3 new novels to keep me occupied this short holiday (not that I'm alr bored, judging from the pile of homework) - one from the school library and 2 from borders. Didn't even think twice before parting with 45 bucks in a spit second but all was well worth it.
Oh. And the other day, I've actually bought a book that I've already read before. I didn't recognise the front cover and the title due to the illegible lil' font. Anyway, the introduction was pretty vague. It wasn't until the point when the Socratic method used in law schools and Professor Richard Hoffman were mentioned, I'll probably never have figured it out.
Which means, it's no surprise that I, had flunk English SW. Of all my subjects, it had to be my best one. Seriously, I've no objections if it's some stupid Chinese test or number madness, but this is nothing much less than a devastating blow. Even the decent marks from the 3 previous ones seem nothing but an eyesore now.
I don't know. It's not just this paper itself. The couple of weeks had been pretty demoralising as far as I know. My whole life'd been going haywire (like hell it should.) The tension, the agony, it's like everything that's growing inside me unconsciously becomes clearly visible. I thought the long haul of mugging could prove something more, but no, one screwed test after another. Surely, life has the teeny weeny bit of mercy that allow me to spot a tinge of gratification, knocking on my front door.
I'll have to pull up my socks from now. I feel that I'm far cry from the finishing line while everyone else's already a stone's throw away. Inadequate may actually be appropriate for now but I wont go and reveal my lack of self-esteem.
it's further dampen when you know knurd's intelligence is at least ten times of yours
Never have I found any other three-lettered word this powerful. I have it written down on pages of my organizer, with some faded scribbles on my textbook and such.
A very good motivation but I guess it only works for me.
2 years ago, my parents promised me a laptop only after I've achieved decent grades and definitely after graduation. However, supposedly all plans were altered and I've already gotten mine yesterday.
Vaio, Champagne Gold okay. Not some lousy laptop that crashes every once in a while when it gets really nasty (though it's a little early to judge now) Anyway, we reached the IT fair pretty late and the only colours left were black, white and red. It was nothing short of a miracle that I managed to get hold of the Gold one when it was said to be out of stock throughout asia 2 hours ago.
Way to go Mr salesman, whatever your name is :D
Alright, holidays peeps, holiday. (There's a more appropriate meaning behind the term). As usual, there's an absurd amount of homework thrown to us. I read somewhere in the magazine that holiday homework are meant to scare us and it isn't really going to be collected. But you know, to be safe, just get it done and get over it.
Enjoy your holidays and mug hard at the same time cuz' I'm pretty sure I'm gna experience the same inescapable dread all over again when school days start coming round 'gain.
Uh, Leavin' is Jesse's new single and you he'd changed so much luh. It's inexplicable, but watched the music video and I'll probably understand "Hard to believe that he's the same adorable blond guy from dreamstreet 6 years ago", quoted from somewhere in youtube.
To move on.
5 Days - Patrick Nuo
I know this song was like donkey years ago. Nevertheless, I still love it
Forget about the map cuz' you're already given credit for memorising it.
I know I always start off with the depressing stuff, carping about the ceaseless schoolwork and unfairness in life. Nevermind, I'm tired of it all, in fact this week's a whole load worse than last. Alright. Full-stop I won't say anymore. Damn, I still have urge to blab everything out here.
Aye, I want Shreya to hurry back from New York. The long journey home has been awfully dull cuz' she's unavailable and I couldn't resist the temptation to call her.
Lil' Shreya better be back home soon (Next Saturday!) so at least when I do my daily whining, I know somebody's listening and she'll lent me her listening ear :D
Anyway, talks about whining. My grouchy sister's gna hammer me if I don't get my butt off here soon.
Eek. Spent 3 and half hour mugging for geography and realised I'm not sitting for the paper today. I'll have to re-study again cuz' I've forgotten everything.
I love it when knurd sits crossed-legs on the chair. that doesn't gives you the impression of a knurd. does it?
Clove changed his shell. And to be honest, it doesn't really fits him cuz' the oversized new shell appears to be covering its entire body and not three quarter of it as it should be. Also, it means I'll have another hole in my pocket since I'll have to buy a couple of new ones for him t choose from.
Anyway, I couldn't changed the water cuz he's clinging onto the plastic palm tree at the edge and wouldn't let go. I'm pretty sure that if I were to drag him any longer, he could have been hurt.
Killer week, I mean it. I really think they should have change the whole concept to the survival game. At least, they could have tempt us with the prize.
7 tests next week. 8 thats if Dava decides to do the retest for literature tomorrow. My Amaths, Chinese an Physics are goners. And it's a matter of time that I was to attend Chinese remedial.
Right now, all I felt was this thick leash tugging around me. And I'm struggling, choking. Just tell me I'm only a stone's throw away from the exit cuz' I'm really, really tired.
ptf, I hate mondays. Could tomorrow be an exception?
I love it when knurd spins the pen and dropped it.
