January.

The PAE results are already out. With them comes a very interesting scenario; a lot of the normal night-dwellers are out. For instance, yours truly. I suppose I was a wee bit worried about the postings so I woke up slighter earlier at around 9.30am. The moment I popped online, I was received by two calls. One from Elton and the other from Glen both asking the same question: Where were you posted to. I suppose two years later, they might be asking the same question as well. This time, which post are you posted to- National Service. That's a question to answer in 2010.
I got into Victoria Junior College. Science stream. I have already told many that I don't intend to take up Biology because of my detest towards genetics; during the lessons this year, I was praying for the darn bell to ring to bring an end to the hell that I was receiving from all that transcription, translation and alleles. The only fun thing out of the topic was coloring my sheep; I don't know where it's gone to anyway.
So now, as Glen has kindly pointed out in my cbox, the main worry is to come in January where the official results would be announced. Do well and you get to stay. Do badly and you find yourself roaming the streets. But honestly, I cannot help but feel a tinge of worry about my results. But still, it won't help anyways so I just live and let live.

I suppose the PAE results officialy brings a halt to my life as a Marist; physically that is. No wait, I would still have to wear that uniform for the next three weeks. Urgh. I never told anyone but I find the blue pieces of fabric sewed onto the collar makes our uniform look like a janitor's.
I came into Maris Stella by chance. Seriously. Before Primary 6, I had no idea there was such a school. Particularly because I was more intent on getting into TK or Chung Cheng- their pond was such a draw. But when my shitty results came out- pray it doesn't happen for Os- my choices were limited. I would had gone to Kuo Chuan if my Aunt hadn't pointed out that there was such a school called Maris Stella.
The following year and 3 years after, I got stuck in a school that served shitty food, had faulty vending machines and had toilets without toilet paper. How nice.
But I think I made a good choice of coming here. One reason being that it's an all boys' school; leaving the gays out of the picture. Without girls, the atmosphere is different.
1) No one is gonna give a hoot about your dress code other than DK.
2) No need to bother to comb your hair nicely to impress a girl-remind me to do something about that nasty perm I have.
3) No girl to invade your trend of thought when you are doing papers or studying.
Picture this. You are doing a science question, let's say physics and when you finally understood the bleeding picture, you see that girl you adore and all that thought is gone. The next thing you know, your A1 slips to a B3. Of course I'm not pushing all the blame to girls; I would be shot...Just that well, okay, to be fair. Having the opposite sex in school is a double-edged sword.
Have a girlfriend, I don't intend to in the next coming years, and she can be a source of motivation. For the positive impacts of course. But likewise, she could be a distraction. So you know why RI and RGS don't become co-ed?

A couple of weeks ago my Aunt launched that question again. "You have a girlfriend?". I said "No". Then another Aunt added, if he had a girlfriend, I wouldn't be worried! Look at him, so quiet and all.
Side-track a bit, those from Maris Stella, am I really that quiet and all?
Ah, I got to make myself more coffee. Ciao.