Mum asked me a question just now. She asked if I want to go to Poly. She was saying that I should have listened to her in the first place to go Poly and not JC. She said that perhaps I would not be that stress if I have listened to her. She mentioned that daddy said that cousin also never study so hard or so stress, why am I like that. I don't know either. I really want to do well, but I don't know how seriously. Only my Bio is showing some improvements now, but it's just an H1. Damn. I regretted. I should have taken it as H2 instead. But anyway, I know I can't do anything now. I cannot regret because it's my decision. Rahhhhhhhhhhhhh!

4 more weeks!




Charissa is not happy. ):






This is so freaking irritating. Mission-X is such a chore! ):

I hate things to be the way it is now. ):

Promos is in 4 weeks time and what have I done? None. ):

When will I recover? Can it be fast fast pretty please? ):

It seems that many are down and stressed. ):

In conclusion, ): ): ): ): ):!




Happiness isn't about what happens to us - it's about how we perceive what happens to us. It's the knack of finding a positive for every negative, and viewing a setback as a challenge. If we can stop wishing for what we don't have, and start enjoying what we do have, our lives can be richer, more fufilled and happier. The time to be happy is NOW!




Life's such a chore seriously. It's not only a chore but it's really screwed up.

I'm beginning to get sick and tired of it. I seriously hate this. I don't know what's the freaking problem with me.

Life just sucks and I can no longer take it.

Results aren't showing. Those tests and quizzes are freaking me out. Not to mention PW and OP(s) too. Chemistry SPA is in 2 weeks time and promos in 7 weeks. How am I going to conquer that? What can I do? My mindset's no longer that positive. I just can't find back those confidence and motivation. How great?

Did I really make a wrong choice?

How I wish I have a shoulder to cry on now! ):




Oh yeah, I'm blogging in the study now. A Saturday morning. Great or great?

Thanksgiving concert yesterday was a blast. However, moods of the people weren't.

I don't know what happened to me either, too tired? Depressed? I really don't know.

I just want to be a sleeping beauty and not wake up. Wouldn't this be so great? It's so tiring. 7 more weeks to go. I don't know how much longer can I hold. Everything seems to be passing so quickly. Everything's just screwed.

I don't know what can I do. Why people just don't reap what they sow? Everything just seems like a dream, a repeated history. Maybe I just shouldn't be here.

If everything was as easy as ABC.





Oh great. GP is driving me bonkers. I don't know how to continue. Rahhhhhhhhhhhhh!




010809.

WILL RUN! :D

Oh yeah, Charissa ran more than 10km today! And I survived! :D

See how my muscles protest tomorrow.

After that, stayed back in school to prepare for GP OP and it turned out that more photos are being added into my webcam folder.

And this is the hilarious part. I've a twin. LOL! John asked if Van Tay and me are twins! Though we all have '-ssa' in our names, but HAHAHA!

Okay, shall update soon alright! I'm knocking out. :D