For the past few days, I have been wishing for As to be over.
When I'm on the bus and we pass a field (with those plastic cows, i still dunno from where), I'll have an urge to alight immediately and walk all the way home. But As not over yet.
When I'm putting lip balm in front of the mirror, I'll have an urge to pick up that mascara and experiment with makeup. And wear that prom dress and tiara and take glamour shots. But it's a stupid thing to do when you have a paper few hours later. (Haha, although As are over, it's still a stupid thing to do. But 7months of holiday... you'll run out of stupid things to do.)
When I'm very sian, I'll feel like kachiao-ing ppl. But I won't la, I'll just write. Wrote a few letters to people, never send yet. Don't think i'll send them. Just ramblings. Wrote A LOT of mental poems. Okay la, not poems la, just lines that rhyme. I couldnt wait for As to be over so I can type them out.
I wanted to read anime, learn violin, train pullups, learn photoshop, write short stories, stay online 24hours day, daydream, go swimming, dye hair, catch up with friends, go weird places, learn sewing, watch the 3.30pm, 5.30pm, 7pm, 9pm, 10pm show, design clothes, buy clothes, wear clothes ... ... .... ...... ... .. .... ..... .. . .. .... .... .... .. .. ... .. . ..... ... .... ...... ... .. .... ..... .. . .. .... .... .... .. .. ... .. . ..... ... .... ...... ... .. .... ..... .. . .. .... .... .... .. .. ... .. . ..... ... .... ...... ... .. .... ..... .. . .. .... .... .... .. .. ... .. . ..... ... .... ...... ... .. .... ..... .. . .. .... .... .... .. .. ... .. . ..... ... .... ...... ... .. .... ..... .. . .. .... .... .... .. .. ... .. . ..... ... .... ...... ... .. .... ..... .. . .. .... .... .... .. .. ... .. . ..... ... .... ...... ... .. .... ..... .. . .. .... .... .... .. .. ... .. . ..... "After As" I told myself.
And As are over. As of 6hours ago. And I'm still in my uniform, untucked and badgeless as usual. I have no mood to do any of those stuff now. The forbidden fruit taste sweeter.
All along during As, I know I still wanted to cling on to that period of time. Why would I want As to be over? I'll have a million things to do. Uni admissions essays and forms, interviews, SAT, piano, housework and all those stuff i promised to do "after As" (more than half won't be done).
And everybody is busy with their own stuff now. No more jiayou-ing for papers together, no more cursing at the setters together, no more lamenting at our sian life together. The pain of trying to mug with fried brains is lessened by the thought of company halfway across the country. Now we're all free, like gas particles, that are so so so far apart. I feel so so so alone now.
Screwed GP and kena screwed by the s papers.
Yar for phy s, was SUPER malu. First a gust of wind blew, and my papers flew away. Then have to raise hand to get the invigilator to pick up for me. And either my hand is short or their eyes not sharp. They took super long to come. Then pick for me liao, must check whether it's really mine. Then have to raise hand to ask for graph paper. (I think my whole graph's wrong tho =( )Okay then when handing up the scripts, I realised that i lost one page. Wah then i sadly bundled up the remaining pages lor. For things like physics s, that page probably only contained a few lines and worth 1 mark. Then at the end of it, I realised that page was under my table. Then I have to raise hand and go to the the front blahblahblah again. And the invigilator don't believe that i didn't write that page after "pens down". And not quite in the mood to act cute/sweet/innocent to get her to believe me. Used up all my energy trying not to roll my eyes. Quite tired and very malu. Whatever comments she write for me I don't care liao. I am very tired now.
All the best, bio s! (sorta rhymes!)
When I'm on the bus and we pass a field (with those plastic cows, i still dunno from where), I'll have an urge to alight immediately and walk all the way home. But As not over yet.
When I'm putting lip balm in front of the mirror, I'll have an urge to pick up that mascara and experiment with makeup. And wear that prom dress and tiara and take glamour shots. But it's a stupid thing to do when you have a paper few hours later. (Haha, although As are over, it's still a stupid thing to do. But 7months of holiday... you'll run out of stupid things to do.)
When I'm very sian, I'll feel like kachiao-ing ppl. But I won't la, I'll just write. Wrote a few letters to people, never send yet. Don't think i'll send them. Just ramblings. Wrote A LOT of mental poems. Okay la, not poems la, just lines that rhyme. I couldnt wait for As to be over so I can type them out.
I wanted to read anime, learn violin, train pullups, learn photoshop, write short stories, stay online 24hours day, daydream, go swimming, dye hair, catch up with friends, go weird places, learn sewing, watch the 3.30pm, 5.30pm, 7pm, 9pm, 10pm show, design clothes, buy clothes, wear clothes ... ... .... ...... ... .. .... ..... .. . .. .... .... .... .. .. ... .. . ..... ... .... ...... ... .. .... ..... .. . .. .... .... .... .. .. ... .. . ..... ... .... ...... ... .. .... ..... .. . .. .... .... .... .. .. ... .. . ..... ... .... ...... ... .. .... ..... .. . .. .... .... .... .. .. ... .. . ..... ... .... ...... ... .. .... ..... .. . .. .... .... .... .. .. ... .. . ..... ... .... ...... ... .. .... ..... .. . .. .... .... .... .. .. ... .. . ..... ... .... ...... ... .. .... ..... .. . .. .... .... .... .. .. ... .. . ..... ... .... ...... ... .. .... ..... .. . .. .... .... .... .. .. ... .. . ..... "After As" I told myself.
And As are over. As of 6hours ago. And I'm still in my uniform, untucked and badgeless as usual. I have no mood to do any of those stuff now. The forbidden fruit taste sweeter.
All along during As, I know I still wanted to cling on to that period of time. Why would I want As to be over? I'll have a million things to do. Uni admissions essays and forms, interviews, SAT, piano, housework and all those stuff i promised to do "after As" (more than half won't be done).
And everybody is busy with their own stuff now. No more jiayou-ing for papers together, no more cursing at the setters together, no more lamenting at our sian life together. The pain of trying to mug with fried brains is lessened by the thought of company halfway across the country. Now we're all free, like gas particles, that are so so so far apart. I feel so so so alone now.
Screwed GP and kena screwed by the s papers.
Yar for phy s, was SUPER malu. First a gust of wind blew, and my papers flew away. Then have to raise hand to get the invigilator to pick up for me. And either my hand is short or their eyes not sharp. They took super long to come. Then pick for me liao, must check whether it's really mine. Then have to raise hand to ask for graph paper. (I think my whole graph's wrong tho =( )Okay then when handing up the scripts, I realised that i lost one page. Wah then i sadly bundled up the remaining pages lor. For things like physics s, that page probably only contained a few lines and worth 1 mark. Then at the end of it, I realised that page was under my table. Then I have to raise hand and go to the the front blahblahblah again. And the invigilator don't believe that i didn't write that page after "pens down". And not quite in the mood to act cute/sweet/innocent to get her to believe me. Used up all my energy trying not to roll my eyes. Quite tired and very malu. Whatever comments she write for me I don't care liao. I am very tired now.
All the best, bio s! (sorta rhymes!)