End of exams
Music: Morrissey- That's Entertainment
Lots of stuffs happened over the past week. Lots of stuffs always happen over a week.
Exams are finally over. Hasn’t been a good one, but since when was exams ever a good thing for me. Maybe a little overview here. Maths was one whole terrible irony. I managed to solve ALL trigo questions when I couldn’t do more than 40% of the sums in my revision. But I couldn’t manage to solve both a ap/gp qns and a sigma one. Not to mention being tricked about by some dumb inequality question. And those were the things I practically breezed through in my practice.
History. Hahaha. Its 20 marks gone because I wrote my damn answers on their stupid little boxes on the question paper. What the hell are we doing short answers for history anyway. If there was one time you’d see my face in a contortion of rage, it would be then. But only momentarily, as that sadist of a British history teacher rejected my question paper. I could’ve sworn he was taking implicit delight at my misfortune. If I obtain a D and above I’ll be the one laughing because it would mean he just deprived a student of obtaining a B or a A; the better part of the 20 marks, I would say, was within my grasp., And it doesn’t help that the fault lay with me; the instructions were there on the front page if I had bothered to read, if I had made it to the lecture theatre on time to hear his briefing. What a perfect birthday present.
Economics. Generally ok but Im worried for my essay. I got torn between the two essays given, both being rather simple, and it was some time before I finally settled on a seemingly straightforward economies of scale qns, in favour of an demand/supply one. Oh am I regretting now. That qns had a little short story in front—a story which had virtually no relation to the questions asked. Not one without a little common sense, I centered my answers on the story, but only to a partial extent. In fact part b was totally off, full of textbook answers with no links made. Weird thing was the questions didn’t ask anything related to the story at all, and I didn’t see how part b could be linked at all to the qns. Might get massacred down there. And all because I was too lazy to draw some elasticity graphs and explain them.
Literature. Hah. 10 full pages of immaculate spam over three hours of agonized writing. Nah actually it wasn’t that bad. The agonized writing part I mean. It wasn’t like history where you’ve got to write and think fast. Indeed, I had pretty much time to actually think before, during and after every other sentence. Never in my life have I spent so much creative energy on producing thrash of that amount. Found it particularly draining, but peculiarly satisfying.
For grades, I’ll give it a C D D ? for maths history econs and literature respectively. I really don’t know how I’ll do for lit ie how the teachers would take my…creative, free-flow, but possibly irrelevant expressions. Could go either very well, or very bad.
Ah. Very relaxed now. Went for a jog in the evening to sort out what to do now that the midyears are over. I came up with a reading list, because reading would be my only occupation for now. Theres just so much to read:
1. Literary novels (In a heavy war with Charles Dickens’ Bleak House now)
2. Chess books
3. Self-improvement books/ those quasi-advisory books eg books which reveal ways of managing your company etc (Such books can get very interesting)
4. History books (Not very important actually)
5. Philosophy/Religion (Took a trip down to a bookstore, got rather captured by this da vinci’s code thing. Its very thought-provoking, such stuffs, and interesting in a way. Like how they tell you females tend to feel vulnerable in relationships because males being males, she would be afraid of losing her mate to the next better-looking female. Like how the church demonized sex. Ever wondered why females wear skirts and males don’t? The very skirts females wear only makes them feel pretty because of the way males have viewed females for thousands of years. If you think it revolting, or even odd, for females to wear long pants and sneakers, you fall into that trap, and the way things have been for so long, there isn’t anything to it even if you do.)
6. The female gender, psychology and everything.
So much to read.
Saw a bunch of teenagers on my jog. They were being coached or something. And they were all females. Theyre everywhere these days, everywhere. And anyway nothing happened. A particular red running vest caught my eye. Wondered why “National Junior College” sounded so familiar. Anyway, got a bit envious of the way they could fold one leg in and stretch the other and stretch in that very flexible manner. Being curious, I tried it out and realized Im not such a flexible person after all.
The first non-family individual to send me a birthday greeting was a female. Not only that, I was touched by her statement that she sent it at that time [around 8 pm] because she was afraid she would have fallen asleep by midnight.
Over the course of the night, and the following day, I received birthday greetings from a female cca mate and a male cca mate, a female from outside, a pri sch friend in new Zealand, two female classmates (those were really surprises. Ok wait all of them were but these two were particularly…surprising), a j2 female, and a ex-victorian.
Its been a long time since I last chatted on the phone after 2AM.
Personally Im very touched. My birthday normally comes during the holidays, and so I haven’t been receiving those uniform birthday thingyies the band would throw for any member, or any birthday greeting at all over the past years. People are aware I guess, but not to the extent where they’d start sending in greetings, or even recording the dates down, and not to the extent they’d give anything more than, literally speaking, a piece of eraser or a pencil lead. Haha.
How everything's changing now.
Lots of stuffs happened over the past week. Lots of stuffs always happen over a week.
Exams are finally over. Hasn’t been a good one, but since when was exams ever a good thing for me. Maybe a little overview here. Maths was one whole terrible irony. I managed to solve ALL trigo questions when I couldn’t do more than 40% of the sums in my revision. But I couldn’t manage to solve both a ap/gp qns and a sigma one. Not to mention being tricked about by some dumb inequality question. And those were the things I practically breezed through in my practice.
History. Hahaha. Its 20 marks gone because I wrote my damn answers on their stupid little boxes on the question paper. What the hell are we doing short answers for history anyway. If there was one time you’d see my face in a contortion of rage, it would be then. But only momentarily, as that sadist of a British history teacher rejected my question paper. I could’ve sworn he was taking implicit delight at my misfortune. If I obtain a D and above I’ll be the one laughing because it would mean he just deprived a student of obtaining a B or a A; the better part of the 20 marks, I would say, was within my grasp., And it doesn’t help that the fault lay with me; the instructions were there on the front page if I had bothered to read, if I had made it to the lecture theatre on time to hear his briefing. What a perfect birthday present.
Economics. Generally ok but Im worried for my essay. I got torn between the two essays given, both being rather simple, and it was some time before I finally settled on a seemingly straightforward economies of scale qns, in favour of an demand/supply one. Oh am I regretting now. That qns had a little short story in front—a story which had virtually no relation to the questions asked. Not one without a little common sense, I centered my answers on the story, but only to a partial extent. In fact part b was totally off, full of textbook answers with no links made. Weird thing was the questions didn’t ask anything related to the story at all, and I didn’t see how part b could be linked at all to the qns. Might get massacred down there. And all because I was too lazy to draw some elasticity graphs and explain them.
Literature. Hah. 10 full pages of immaculate spam over three hours of agonized writing. Nah actually it wasn’t that bad. The agonized writing part I mean. It wasn’t like history where you’ve got to write and think fast. Indeed, I had pretty much time to actually think before, during and after every other sentence. Never in my life have I spent so much creative energy on producing thrash of that amount. Found it particularly draining, but peculiarly satisfying.
For grades, I’ll give it a C D D ? for maths history econs and literature respectively. I really don’t know how I’ll do for lit ie how the teachers would take my…creative, free-flow, but possibly irrelevant expressions. Could go either very well, or very bad.
Ah. Very relaxed now. Went for a jog in the evening to sort out what to do now that the midyears are over. I came up with a reading list, because reading would be my only occupation for now. Theres just so much to read:
1. Literary novels (In a heavy war with Charles Dickens’ Bleak House now)
2. Chess books
3. Self-improvement books/ those quasi-advisory books eg books which reveal ways of managing your company etc (Such books can get very interesting)
4. History books (Not very important actually)
5. Philosophy/Religion (Took a trip down to a bookstore, got rather captured by this da vinci’s code thing. Its very thought-provoking, such stuffs, and interesting in a way. Like how they tell you females tend to feel vulnerable in relationships because males being males, she would be afraid of losing her mate to the next better-looking female. Like how the church demonized sex. Ever wondered why females wear skirts and males don’t? The very skirts females wear only makes them feel pretty because of the way males have viewed females for thousands of years. If you think it revolting, or even odd, for females to wear long pants and sneakers, you fall into that trap, and the way things have been for so long, there isn’t anything to it even if you do.)
6. The female gender, psychology and everything.
So much to read.
Saw a bunch of teenagers on my jog. They were being coached or something. And they were all females. Theyre everywhere these days, everywhere. And anyway nothing happened. A particular red running vest caught my eye. Wondered why “National Junior College” sounded so familiar. Anyway, got a bit envious of the way they could fold one leg in and stretch the other and stretch in that very flexible manner. Being curious, I tried it out and realized Im not such a flexible person after all.
The first non-family individual to send me a birthday greeting was a female. Not only that, I was touched by her statement that she sent it at that time [around 8 pm] because she was afraid she would have fallen asleep by midnight.
Over the course of the night, and the following day, I received birthday greetings from a female cca mate and a male cca mate, a female from outside, a pri sch friend in new Zealand, two female classmates (those were really surprises. Ok wait all of them were but these two were particularly…surprising), a j2 female, and a ex-victorian.
Its been a long time since I last chatted on the phone after 2AM.
Personally Im very touched. My birthday normally comes during the holidays, and so I haven’t been receiving those uniform birthday thingyies the band would throw for any member, or any birthday greeting at all over the past years. People are aware I guess, but not to the extent where they’d start sending in greetings, or even recording the dates down, and not to the extent they’d give anything more than, literally speaking, a piece of eraser or a pencil lead. Haha.
How everything's changing now.
2 Comments:
Change seem to be only constant.
Happy Belated Birthday :)
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