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It was a pretty nice feeling to go back my secondary school last friday, got to see some old friends and these very great teacher. Was there kinda late due to school early that morning but anyway it was such joy to go back to school to that amazingly great place, got to see old faces and see how are they after this short year. Honestly I kinda miss stuff like A*Maths, History, Art, etc. Some people didn’t come back maybe they had school I guess. I took quite some photo and it was just all great.

Saw Miss Rio, though her waist is a little bulging after pregnancy but still look pretty amazing. She is actually my all time favourite teacher. She is amazing, she is the first 21st modern woman I seen in life a 女强人. She teach maths very well, I am just so happy that she is taught me. I classified her as - ‘People you ought to meet before you die’, my admiration towards her is partly because she is able to juggle work and play so well. She is very friendly with student but yet when it is time to teach and learn, she has the ability to keep this strict class behaviour mixing fun with learning. I think she is the kind of woman that can live just as glamourous life even when she is single.

Another teacher which I would say ‘People you would want to meet before you die’ will be my history teacher. I think she is the only teacher that taught me throughout for 4 years. She is just as amazing, though she is single. Her history class is so lovely with those history notes she got, just read and memorize them and you will be like smart.

Those are great memories that everyone of us have when we were young in uniform, aww… Now I sound like I am so old already.

School had been ok, nothing to get me excited about. I am still dwelling on whether I had made a bad choice, personally, I have quite a great liking of interior design & architecture. Being an architect is pretty neat isn’t it, though you must be meticulously careful and get a degree as tough as the doctors. Anyway, choice make is choice made. The drawing class is just a painful torture to me, drawing is one of my weakness apart from music and oh, languages. Should I even say my weakness here? Drawing is actually pretty therapeutic, from the analysis of the object to create something of great visual expression, if you draw well that is. Or else it would become this whole 21st century of comparison & competition, the process have been much forgotten. The thing is I have to hand up almost 50 drawings by tuesday, it is sunday noon now, I done nothing. See, I am a lazy, procrastinating person. I know that but I do nothing about it, gosh.

My mom gave me this huge stack of magazines out of nowhere and I had yet to read them. Hmm… there is even GQ inside.

It is interesting and nice that everyone in my course are hardworking and people who love their stuff, I am truly glad to be surrounded with these people. At the same time, I can’t stop thinking that these are the same guys I am competing with for results and marks. Going out next time to the same industry and we might even be snatching for a same project. Ahhh… Life’s so full of twist and turns. Currently, I am not too bad, I am not the lousiest but not the best. My drawing still barely makes it and I got to improve on it. There are certainly some people who know their stuff in drawing and a few that can ‘wow’. I am the sort of person that feels that there are so many successful and great people around, makes me quite depress, maybe that is part of the psychology of a perfectionist. I still can handle the workload however I expect it to be heavier. It is good actually that when you are surrounded by people who work hard, you will work even harder. All these people are intelligent people, some with marks better than me.

I have matured, I learn that you must do your best, put your heart to it and be passionate at what you do. As long as you do whatever possible, you would not regret it because you done your best. You must keep trying until it works. Never stop trying just because of a set-back. Once you know you done what you could possibly can, you know you are great. Coming to this school without a bit of talent and lots of passion will be hard. Can’t imagine when the university comes.

I lean against one side of the train wall, barely awake, a gush of hot air races upon my face competing against with the cold air. “di di di di” the door closes swiftly after the disclaimer was played, it was all cold again. Nice. Constantly interrupted by the train random jerking, I only manage to catch a few snooze . My neck could now hardly support my head, it was almost like a loose lollipop swirling around. The stranger laid on the opposite side, I caught a slight glimpse of his unshaven chin. I barely knew this guy a few hours ago and I have already forgotten his name. He may be one of my best friend in the future, or just a quick friend to go. Now riding on the same train as he was.

Just me leaning against the train glass pane with a barely known ‘friend’ on the opposite just hours before the rush hour going home after a tired day and maybe making a big mistake tomorrow. I stand friendless with hopeless at the corner. I thought back to all my old friends who just so simply fade away into the background continuing everyone life. When would I see them, 10 or 20 years, seeing them with their career, lovely wife, adorable children, successful life… Hardly knowing how my current life looks, sad, real sad.

6 months ago, I was studying for my final exams with all these fellow friends that I have gone through many sweat and tears with, joy and laughter. I was this big senior in school and no one was bigger than I was. The exams were vigorous but the experience was more than memorable. The friends that I admire I love I adore was together just that feeling was nice.

The future is lurking at great depths, the mystery and anticipations worries me. But time never stops, time wait for no one.

Like a great Chinese proverb says 智人知面不知心 who knows what friends I will get to meet, soon.

Today reading the newspaper, right on the second front page there was this small column saying that the O Level results was going to be release on Friday. I thought MOE would send me some official letter to tell me that I needed to go to school to collect my results but instead they use the cheapest method of telling me my results were ready the media. I know it is the cheapest way to tell people the results are ready since they do not need a single cent but they were willing to send promotional invitaions to ask us to be teachers and they are not willing to send some notifications to tell us to collect our results? That sounds weird to me, maybe I am wrong, maybe I will be recieving a letter these few days, hopefully.

Honestly, if people who don’t read newspaper they would not have a single clue when to collect the results. Or that day people did not read the papers and they would not know when to collect the results.

Ok, I am nervous, really nervous. I really want to get good results for this but I predict that my science would score really bad beacause I totally pissed that subject. Hopefully my English would give me an advantage but you have top schools who English are so damn good. Because the Visual Communication course that I want to go is like 13 points, maybe 14 this year. So I must at the worse of the worse score like 16 because minus off the cca 2 points. But I wish I get lower than that, way lower. Finger cross, I don’t really want to be dissapointed.

My school prom nite was a few days ago, this is my school first ever prom nite. In the past there was never a prom nite in my school, I think it is more of a western thing than a asian thing. But all was good. If you go check your dictionary for the word Prom, it means ‘a formal dance’ but strangely there was no such formal dance that night just random wild dancing by some people. I could say prom nite was more like a dinner and photo thing. More people taking photos than dancing. The whole thing was great I can’t say anything bad since this was the first time the school held a prom. But it was quite upsetting they started the event 2 hours later than stated on the tickets. I was quite upset but not angry. The night was fun meeting friends and stuff. The chocholate fountain was there but it was a miniture one. I had some strawberry put into the fountain and taken out and I must say it was so delicious. Other than that, I think the nite was a simple gathering. Good job guys..

It is still my long ‘O’ Levels holiday, I am expecting to get back my results in early February and hope to get great results. Anyway, I went back to school yesterday to keep the teacher posted on my latest progress on a project I am currently working on. It was weird to go back to school even though you have an official holiday. Wearing jeans and a class-tee, normally going to school I wear school uniform the only exception is during Be Yourself Day so I felt weird to be like the odd one out. While posting my latest progress on the project to the principal, she brought up the topic of the school prom. There was a school prom held this Friday and no one told me that, how frustrating. Actually I was not so interested because none of my close friends have mentioned it from that you can tell they are not going. It would be totally boring to attend a prom without any of  your friends, what can you possibly do but stand around. The principal was part of the organizer to hold this event and there was simply no space for a rejection not to go. She says that it is “socializing”. The thing about prom is that they always reminds me of Carrie White, it would be totally scary.

The tickets cost a hefty $25 bucks which is said to include dinner and a lucky draw. Wonder what would they give as prizes, fans, vouchers, rice cooker? So now there is no choice but to go.

It was History on Friday the last day of the weekday, I was really happy that all my ‘important’ paper were now over already over. Strangely until now, I am still in a much more ‘relax’ mode. I just only have the Science MCQ paper on Monday and I am good to go. The paper is just 1 hour and after that, I can simply enjoy my long 6 months holiday, I can ensure you that it is the longest holiday I am going to have in my entire life. Anyway the History was quite tough as I expected and I chose the WW1 structured question which I think I barely scrap through answering it but I was please that at least I knew something. The source-based was fair not too hard nor easy and I hopefully seeing a A2 or B3. Maybe I am dreaming even.

A*Maths Paper

The A*Maths paper was held on two different days one in the morning and one in the afternoon. I felt it was really ridiculous having it on two different days I think they should do it like the English paper and held it all in one single day instead. I would say the paper was easy comparing to the Ten Year Series, most of the questions this year I feel are more on testing your concept. Luckily the relative velocity I managed to do it and hopefully got it right. I am quite please with it and maybe get a B-Something.