its over....and i REALLY mean OVER...the time to fight is here
yesterday..which was 3 hrs ago, was the last day of the common tests...Literature PC was the shortest paper i have ever taken in the past 1.5 years, it was only 1.5 hrs long but i finished in 1hr. -shrug- i hope that doesn't mean anything. maths is a goner just like last year's common tests...OK FINE...i WILL/MUST/HAVE TO study harder for math. that ain't too difficult since its just doing more sums which is actually starting to seem like a better prospect than pouring over chunks of Mussolini/Hitler/Stalin et cetera et cetera et cetera.the library beckons from now on.
but anyway been damn relac ever since wednesday went to meet james n alison den we went to his house to watch Holland-Portugal. Portugal went through, thankfully.i didn't go for history S, dropped it. finally...after 6 months of saying i will drop but being lazy to get the form and sign it and give it in. i mean what the hell, screw the 'S' papers they're close to impossible to ace, history being the hardest. besides i doubt the States' unviersities will care. and ya... screw you broni I WILL PAY MY WAY THROUGH, some how, some way which doesn't involve having to suck Singapore government's cock after i graduate. so that i can V and live in a country with 4 seasons and working days that end at 5, not 12. watched spiderman 2 in town with e hist 's' people from my class e next afternoon and played lan for a while with don n his class. met jieming n ter for Azhar b4 the match, ok once gain broni...and yes LOKE you too +P. enough bout the me not being able to pay for dinner incident.we would have run away, is you HUM. -HEHEHE- Anyway had to endure watching my beloved Czech republic get screwed by stupid senile baldy Collina who's in a conspiracy with the Greeks. i mean the jersey pulling at like shoulder level of Jan Koller would even warrent a penalty in rugby, what more soccer. bastard, i wonder how much the Greek FA paid him. maybe Rehagel humped him. --blah--
woke up and went to school for PC paper, without even looking through any past pcs and with 2 words resounding in my brain "fuck greece". window shopping and dinner at breeks after that helped to reduce the tension tearing at my mind. and yes, the Whole Ten Yards is damn bloody funny. crude humour. but what the hell, its funny. sex, guns, people dying, cause they climbed into the car boot and unwittingly got shot, in that show is just one big joke.made for people like me who can understand but just can't appreciate ironic humour aka Evelyn Waugh. people who like the crude style of humour.we talked a lot about what we want to do after A's, which uni we want to go to... i guess its good to plan, but its a long road ahead till hopefully Columbia..and to clubbing/tanning/diving n checking out the Australian chicks in Bali.
going to chill out for the rest of the weekend. tuesday onwards, i'm going on a warpath, i am going to pawn the A level's head and get a place in a US uni.think its just the right time to step up 2 gears in this formula one race. i've plenty of spare gas in the tank and i'll be raring to go. i'm quite an optimist, my logic, if i slack and get BBDE or BBCE or BBCO or BBDO, i really wonder how well i will do if i really study very hard for it.10 weeks to lose 6 kilos and improve my grades to AAAB. just like rugby, discipline counts a hell lot as well as complete domination and control of the matter at hand. the meaning behind all this? its easily within my capability as long as i study hard, and i chase dreams to the very end of the road. this decides what i'm going to be next time, either the jaded and narrow minded NUS graduate staring at a job that will never prosper and who becomes jealous and backstab-ish because he is forever rooted to the island an example my Mother often mentions - yes now you know where all the anti-attitudes come from, or a graduate branded with names of great instituitions like Chinese High, Raffles, and hopefully Columbia to his credit, living it up as a citizen of the world. this is a dream i will not relinquish - never, even if its not Columbia, it'll be New York, or worse come to worst UBC.the time for talking, planning and thinking has come to pass. it is time to fight which is what life is all about.
but anyway been damn relac ever since wednesday went to meet james n alison den we went to his house to watch Holland-Portugal. Portugal went through, thankfully.i didn't go for history S, dropped it. finally...after 6 months of saying i will drop but being lazy to get the form and sign it and give it in. i mean what the hell, screw the 'S' papers they're close to impossible to ace, history being the hardest. besides i doubt the States' unviersities will care. and ya... screw you broni I WILL PAY MY WAY THROUGH, some how, some way which doesn't involve having to suck Singapore government's cock after i graduate. so that i can V and live in a country with 4 seasons and working days that end at 5, not 12. watched spiderman 2 in town with e hist 's' people from my class e next afternoon and played lan for a while with don n his class. met jieming n ter for Azhar b4 the match, ok once gain broni...and yes LOKE you too +P. enough bout the me not being able to pay for dinner incident.we would have run away, is you HUM. -HEHEHE- Anyway had to endure watching my beloved Czech republic get screwed by stupid senile baldy Collina who's in a conspiracy with the Greeks. i mean the jersey pulling at like shoulder level of Jan Koller would even warrent a penalty in rugby, what more soccer. bastard, i wonder how much the Greek FA paid him. maybe Rehagel humped him. --blah--
woke up and went to school for PC paper, without even looking through any past pcs and with 2 words resounding in my brain "fuck greece". window shopping and dinner at breeks after that helped to reduce the tension tearing at my mind. and yes, the Whole Ten Yards is damn bloody funny. crude humour. but what the hell, its funny. sex, guns, people dying, cause they climbed into the car boot and unwittingly got shot, in that show is just one big joke.made for people like me who can understand but just can't appreciate ironic humour aka Evelyn Waugh. people who like the crude style of humour.we talked a lot about what we want to do after A's, which uni we want to go to... i guess its good to plan, but its a long road ahead till hopefully Columbia..and to clubbing/tanning/diving n checking out the Australian chicks in Bali.
going to chill out for the rest of the weekend. tuesday onwards, i'm going on a warpath, i am going to pawn the A level's head and get a place in a US uni.think its just the right time to step up 2 gears in this formula one race. i've plenty of spare gas in the tank and i'll be raring to go. i'm quite an optimist, my logic, if i slack and get BBDE or BBCE or BBCO or BBDO, i really wonder how well i will do if i really study very hard for it.10 weeks to lose 6 kilos and improve my grades to AAAB. just like rugby, discipline counts a hell lot as well as complete domination and control of the matter at hand. the meaning behind all this? its easily within my capability as long as i study hard, and i chase dreams to the very end of the road. this decides what i'm going to be next time, either the jaded and narrow minded NUS graduate staring at a job that will never prosper and who becomes jealous and backstab-ish because he is forever rooted to the island an example my Mother often mentions - yes now you know where all the anti-attitudes come from, or a graduate branded with names of great instituitions like Chinese High, Raffles, and hopefully Columbia to his credit, living it up as a citizen of the world. this is a dream i will not relinquish - never, even if its not Columbia, it'll be New York, or worse come to worst UBC.the time for talking, planning and thinking has come to pass. it is time to fight which is what life is all about.
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