ticking the list.

I had been playing with this idea for the last couple of days. I had been thinking, maybe I'm not that cut out for the Junior College route. The last 2 weeks had been living hell for me. Never mind that I had to wrestle with tests that came day after day, it was the long hours that I clocked in to study for that wretched piece of paper that is really draining all my energy. I'm tired. Extremely so.
I had just come to this realization at the amount of effort and sacrifices that so many people undergo just to ace their O levels. That pretty much encompasses all of those who were born in the year 1991. Everyone is just buried in their books. I reckon that if time could be bought, these folks, perhaps including yours truly, are willingly to forsake their entire week of pocket money to buy that extra 5-6 hours. That is a pretty good deal. But alas, time cannot be bought. Damn.
So I was really contemplating, to go or not to go?
So far, only 2 JCs have paid MSHS a visit. Not surprising since this school is that great. I will be shot if I lied. And already, that first one that came was my desired choice. Saint Andrews. Never mind that the people there are natural poseurs- I feel at home anyway-, and the girls there wear short skirts - that would be a great distraction...-, I just kind of like the school. I had wanted to get myself into the Secondary School but my T score just couldn't make the cut. Rats. So now, since I can't land myself with an affiliation, I just have to slog my heart out to get that 7 points.
It is difficult.
If I were to say that being meticulous and hardworking is easy, then I will be a hypocrite. It is never easy to be constantly hardworking all the time. In fact, it is much easier to go smack DK in the head and run away.
Sticking to a timetable is difficult. I have already missed out 2 days on my schedule and I'm really feeling bad about. That's why I intend to wake up early again tomorrow to catch up on lost time. There goes my beauty sleep again. It's no wonder that I'm having such a break out these days.

Today's lesson were rather boring. As usual, people were dozing off during Math lesson when the checking of papers were over. The teacher once again blew his top at our ignorance and indifference to his teachings. Enough is enough. Then there was that ridiculous biology lesson with the lady in pink. Our homework was to colour this queer looking sheep. The crux of the matter was: we had to decide the genome that causes what kind of fur, what color spots and what size the nose for the sheep.
I ended up having a black sheep with a thick and fluffy tail, with a nose that gives Rudolph a run for his money. Oh yes, my sheep has blue spots. It looks like some T-shirt design ripped off from PMK. And thanks to the lady in pink and the stupid genomes, my room now reeks off marker smell. Great.
I intend to jet through Physics revision tomorrow. So far, I'm only done with 3-4 chapters. I think I'm beginning to get the hang of the Left Hand rule and the other topics. Physics can either screw you upside down or make you high like you're on heroin; that's when you get all the sums right. And guess what, the probability of that happening is near zilch, so you are better off buying meth yourself. I'm done with 2 books of biology so far. Perhaps, if time forbids, I will do a little bit of Book 3 tomorrow.
I must really thank FMP; if not for her back to back tests, I would not have gone so far in Geography revision. Usually, I would make a last minute mad ass sprint to complete the chapters. But now, I think that if I lose 2 hours of sleep each day, I could finish the Geography TYS. Of course, that would mean that I come to school like a walking zombie...
Social Studies is a pain the ass. There is so much to memorize and the sickening thing is, the data flushes out of my head as soon as I key them in. Damn.
Chemistry? My hand's gonna break if I regurgitate out all of the facts. I guess I just have to split it between Sunday and Monday. Those are Chemistry days after all. =) As much as it's difficult to score, I think I will just go for it.
Oh yes, I think MSHS' chemistry teachers are asses. Why? Cause they give you so little time to do such a freaking long paper. Also, they seem to think that smiling is lethal. Cause almost every other morning, I see this Chemistry teacher frowning and furrowing her brows as though the end of the world is imminent. I just want to live okay? Smile for once, you won't die. Okay, I will tuck in my shirt, until you are gone. =)

The night's early> I wanna practice oral. C