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Tuesday, October 28, 2008, 11:09 AM







These are rather belated photos, thought I should post them up. Of 0719's class photo, of graduation day 2008 in LEP classroom. I know it isnt alot, cos I'm not really that into taking photos. And I know that I dont take LEP, but the truth is I've been in and out of the classrooms long enough to feel like one, LOL.
So its thanks to this class again, with whom I'll officially graduate from Nanyang and with whom I'll be sitting for A levels with. All the best to them, though I already know of a handful who will definitely excel in their grades.

Oh, momentum and self-discipline, where art thou?




Friday, October 24, 2008, 12:32 PM

I'm supposed to be doing my physics questions now. But they're so freaking tough! I suspect its cos' I've lost touch with physics for a very long time, and so my brains are turning into gunk.

Terrible terrible me.

" Love was supposed to move mountains... but it fell apart at the details. "
- Nineteen Minutes, by Jodi Picoult.

I think I put this same sentence up in one of my entries before, when I first read the book. Now that I've read it a second time, I realise that it can be true, but I certainly hope it will not happen to me.

But what if change happens just as you didnt expect it? Make or break, perhaps.

Less than 9 days to A levels. Am I supposed to feel confident or nervous or good about it, or what? Brrrr.

Wish me luck.

Listening to Cassie's, Is It You.




Wednesday, October 22, 2008, 10:47 PM

12 days to go. I'm feeling a huge mixture of emotions. Its like putting my hand into a giant black jar filled with strips of papers, each with an emotion written on it. The probability of getting any one that can describe the feelings that I've had is highly likely near 1. In other words, I've been on a huge and long rollercoaster ride of emotions these days.

Happy, excited, apprehensive, disappointed, anxious, confident, sad, restless, surprised, worrisome, nervous, pleased, grateful. The list goes on.

I cannot say that I've been extremely studious, despite the fact that my days are *gulp* numbered. These days feels like I've been drifting in and out of reality. I dont recall or even remember what I actually ate or wore yesterday, but what I do remember is reading through the endless practice papers of other JCs and of past year A level papers, and drinking in all the contents and symbols and numbers and whatnots.

Well at least I know I've all the support in the world that I will never trade for. And perhaps yes, making the decision I made a year ago has done some good in my life, somehow.

"It will all be good in the end." I hope so. With all my heart and soul.

Goodnights world.

Listening to Just Stand Up! and reading another chapter of Nineteen Minutes.




Wednesday, October 15, 2008, 9:10 AM

Its been ages since I'm here! *Hands getting itchy to type.

The poor computer at home has suffered a breakdown and now I'm stranded to using the school computers instead. How pathetic. Cant wait for it to be fixed. Fast fast fast.

So I've sat through a second year of graduation ceremony in nanyang, and this time round, with the greater significance of being a student preparing for the A levels, full-time. It may not seem like a very big deal, the A level's, but the year 2008 has been a rollercoaster ride and this exams does mean alot to me. Its a make or break thing, of which I obviously cannot afford the latter cos' it will only mean major disappointment and there-goes-my-efforts. So yes, the upcoming month of November is crucial.

Perhaps the computer broke down at the right moment. Hah.

When I say 2008 has been full of ups and downs, looking back, its been amazing. If not for the painful decision made, I wouldnt have had to face myself, wouldnt have met so many more wonderful people, wouldnt have discovered the meaning of what it takes to love someone, wouldnt have known how a little change can make much differences to others.

Every single day has been a learning experience. I'll never forget the first day back in nanyang, joining the queue with the unfamiliar faces of jc2s all around. I wont deny that I felt lost initially, still pretty muich self-conscious of my conspicious presence. Yet this class of girls (and guys) proved me wrong.

I'm proud to say that I have indeed pulled through, unscathed, and coping well, with the class of 0719. And no, I still dont think I'm that auntie luh. Laughs. That bag is a fashionable piece okay! Haha.

There's also the tutors too, of whom I've commented time and again that perhaps the entire staffroom of tutors may know me whilst I cant say the same for them. Nonetheless, they've been a wonderful bunch of tutors, and yes, I've sought regular consultations too!

Especially thanks to Ms Chiew, Mr Tan, Mr Haniss.

So its down to the final hurdle, the finishing laps. I can see the finishing line from where I am now. Its a matter of crossing it.

Loves. 0719, 29th, nanyang, and a dear boy.




Thursday, October 2, 2008, 10:32 PM



Studying! Can be addictive when it comes as a smooth-sailing process. On the extreme end its all hell loose when you lose control of everything. Make or break!

Having no expectations can bring about some surprises after all. Yet having no expectations gives you no incentive to move, to do anything. It stagnates you. But at the end of the day its all about give and take. Not too much, not too little.

You say it best, when you say nothing at all.

Listening to Jordin Spark's, One Step At A Time.