 Currently 16 going 17 July 11th, 1992 TPJCian Ex-Queenstownian Ex-Fairsian Elemental Muse
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5:19 PM .jpg) I know it's abnormal, but yeah. It's rare for me to have a dream so weird during this critical period of my life. Well, maybe not so crucial, but to the next two years of my life, it is, to me. Okay. Last night; weird dream. I dreamt that I was overly exhausted by the DnT exam that's on the morning of the coming Tuesday. Being made to draw those never-ending dumb diagrams of circuits, levers, and all the other craps like journal questions? After that long unbearable paper, I went to the library for a short break. 4 hours seems to be like a mere 5 minutes during the rest time. SHUCKS! I was late for music paper. I rushed over the Crescent and guess what, I can't find the exam venue! I, being as retarded as ever called my friends who already had their phones switched off. Panicky, I dashed to the hall. To my surprise, the examination have not even started when i entered. I looked at my watch. Gosh, it's some 1420! The exam should have long started! I found my seat, and calmed myself down. The hall was completely filled with non-crescent music students (like me). WOW! And yeah, they were chatting, shouting, throwing paper balls, flipping pens, walking around freely. Hello? It's a national exam! TIONG LIN WAS SEATED BEHIND ME FOR GOODNESS SAKE AND I DIDN'T KNOW WHY! I wondered if I've came for the wrong exam. Double checked my entry proof. No, I did not?! It's the November 4th, 1400 paper! Gosh. What's wrong. After a long wait, the playback finally started. I was stunted by the simplicity of the paper. Darn! Shouldn't have wasted my time on music but SS that I've screwed (hope this isn't gonna be true). Okay, question 3d, last World music question. yada yada yada... HUH?! The playback stopped?! The CPE picked up the mic and started talking. I can't remember what. He came down the stage and sat down on the table, two seats in front of me. Why am I not shocked nor frightened? Oh well, why put your results at risk because of undue nervousness? "Your examiner is your friend and wishes to award you with the best grade as they ever could." Yes, the quote ringed in my head for seemingly, forever?! Oh, and guess what. He started giving us clues to the question. I knew I was cursing the whole of question 3 because instead of those common questions, what came out was quotations from some operas from around the World (okay, the translation). The question was all asking the same thing, "describe and explain what was meant by the extract." The marks given ranges from 2 - 12?! They have got to be kidding right! I've never seen anything like this before! Then I remembered the CPE saying something like "Look at this phrase, does it tell you that the main character was actually lying to his subordinates?! That would earn you the 5 marks if you've got that point. Write down if you haven't." I was, of course, stunted, yet delighted. After a long while into the examination, the room became stuffy. Thought their hall was air-conditioned? I checked with one of the invigilator. And he ran to the back stage after that before getting back to me. THEY FORGOT TO SWITCH ON THE AIR-CONDITION! Great. Haydn's question. The examiner lost the soundtrack for that question and wasted so much time looking for it. Man, thought they said that they would follow the time strictly huh. If I've not mistakened, they played the soundtrack only when the clock strikes 1600. Gosh, that's like... The best paper I've ever sat for?!! I left the hall, thinking if every one's gonna be forfeited for this paper. What if we are? I can't sub my Combined Humans with Higher Music?! Gosh. Then I wouldn't be able to make it to JC? Then what the hell am I gonna do?! What've gotten into MOE?!! I literally jumped out of bed this morning. It was 10am, and I have not replied Shi Chia's message. HAHA! Gosh. Hope that day won't turn out to be as bad. =\ Happy Halloween to everyone too! =D Friday, October 31, 200810:56 PM  English rocked! Chemistry rocked too! Everything was well done. And I will ace the rest! I will never allow my emotions to consume my appetite for good grades! All the Best! XDA game? All in. Tuesday, October 21, 200811:58 AM .jpg) What the hell is wrong with 25th. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME. A prisoner of my own emotions I may be. It's O level and I'm can't bring myself into giving a darn about it. Why is my heart still stuck to the previous 25th. For once, can I concentrate? It feels as if my heart was being ripped apart the more i tried to concentrate. There's nothing but emptiness in me. I CAN'T EVEN DO A SIMPLE DIFFERENTIATION OF EXPONENTIAL. I have never felt so helpless before; I have never felt so useless before. Calm down? Tell me how?! It's today for darn sake. The fate of the next few years lies with these papers. What am I to do? What can I possibly do?! If only I can delete history from my head like a computer hard disk. Oh, how i wish yeah? It's a psychological battle at my doorstep. AND I MUST WIN. Pick up the armour, close the books, calm my heart down, perk up, maintain optimism, and go for it. It'll all begin, today.
Monday, October 20, 20086:04 PM .jpg) A thousand miles – that’s what separated us. Memories of you flashed through my mind. And your messages waken my sleeping phone, I hesitated as I tried to comprehend – your unpunctuated sentences. You asked if my heart have changed, I lied to lessen your already unbearable burden. Then you confessed to me that your heart had not wobbled. I have no idea what to tell you; my mind empty. I opened the window, glanced at the full moon above. Images of you appeared in my heart. It’s impossible for us to be together, when we’re a thousand miles apart. I don’t know what to do; I don’t know what to say. Someone please guide me along this path. I’ve lost all feelings for you. I’ve nothing for you now. But I can’t bring myself to break your heart with my words of rejection. Looking at your messages reflected on my phone, Your hopeful words; your trust towards a foreign stranger; I read carefully as I comprehend – your unpunctuated sentences. Teach me how to let you go! Because I can’t bear to see you cry. End it here if we may, And don’t allow misery to roam our hearts. Sunday, October 12, 2008ISA TSD Practical MYE Assessment'o9 TPJChoir
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