Amused

My emotions are like a sine curve now-alternating sinuisoidally with respect to time.

But I do hope it stabilises. Damping!

I like the feeling of neutrality. Not feeling too much, or rather, not revealing my emotions that patently. Let’s just say only I get to figure people out, the same does not go the other way. (well, except for a select few I suppose). I like being shrouded in mystery. Being an enigma. It empowers you in some odd, twisted way.

That aside, PRELIMS are over. I can’t believed we’re only gonna receive our scripts next Friday. Which incidentally happens to be the last day of school. They’re being embargoed now, for normalisation purposes? Ha. Kinda ridiculous if you ask me.

Speaking of amusing things, apparently there’s this whole incident about our school defaming some other school. Seriously, I think it’s over sensationalisation. (interested people can find the article on  stomp, under Singapore Seen) Since when did citizen journalism become something so superfluous and superficial? Not that I’m being biased here, but I do think it’s kinda unbelievable that people would take something like this as seriously as some are.

Regardless, the A Levels are in less than 40 days!

And did I mention the air quality has been utterly bad?

I need rain. Storms! Downpours!

Wiped out

In all sense of the word. I’m tired. Headaches. Restless. Negative.

And I wonder if it’s fate or I’m just plain stupid. In all the external tests I’ve ever participated, American Maths, Australian Maths, New South Wales for the sciences, you name it, I’ve never had any luck with them. Turns out for the NYCT, I’ve flunk out too. MCQs are urgh.Urgh.

I need a recharger.

And  I think I’m heating up.

I might be falling sick.

Live Like We’re Dying

I think I’ll just give a sum up for the prelims only after the paper on Thursday, so meanwhile, here’s sharing a new song! It’s Kris Allen’s new single. Enjoy.

Live Like We’re Dying
Kris Allen

Sometime we fall down and can’t get back up
We’re hiding behind skin that’s too tough
How come we don’t say I love you enough
Till it’s too late, it’s not too late

Our hearts are hungry for a food that won’t come
We could make a feast from these crumbs
And we’re all staring down the barrel of a gun
So if your life flashed before you, what would you wish you would’ve done

Yeah… gotta start
Looking at the hand of the time we’ve been given here
This is all we got and we gotta start thinkin’ it
Every second counts on a clock that’s tickin
Gotta live like we’re dying

We only got 86 400 seconds in a day
To turn it all around or throw it all away
We gotta tell ‘em that we love ‘em while we got the chance to say,
Gotta live like we’re dying
Well if you plane fell out of the skies
Who would you call with your last goodbyes
Should be so careful who we live out of our lives
So when we long for absolution, there’ll be no one on the line

Yeah… we gotta start lookin’ at the hand of the time we’ve been given here
This all we got and we gotta start thinkin it
Every second count on a clock that’s tickin
Gotta live like we’re dying

We only got 86 400 seconds in a day
to turn it all around or throw it all away
We gotta tell ‘em that we love ‘em while we got the chance to say,
Gotta live like we’re dying

Like we’re dying oh…
Like we’re dying
Like we’re dying oh…
Like we’re dying

We only got 86 400 seconds in a day
to turn it all around or throw it all away
We gotta tell ‘em that we love ‘em while we got the chance to say,
Gotta live like we’re dying

You never know a good thing until it’s gone
you never see a crash until its head on
All these people right when we’re dead wrong,
You never know a good thing till it’s gone

Yeah… we gotta start lookin’ at the hand of the time we’ve been given here
this all we got and we gotta start thinkin it
Every second count on a clock that’s tickin
Gotta live like we’re dying

We only got 86 400 seconds in a day
to turn it all around or throw it all away
We gotta tell ‘em that we love ‘em while we got the chance to say,
Gotta live like we’re dying

Like we’re dying oh…
Like we’re dying
Like we’re dying oh…
Like we’re dying

We only got 86 400 seconds in a day
to turn it all around or throw it all away
We gotta tell ‘em that we love ‘em while we got the chance to say,
Gotta live like we’re dying.

DAYS 6 AND 7

I was too tired to update yesterday but here it is!

So we’ve officially had one week of examinations! Although mentally  and physically, it feels like it had been a month or so.

So where was I? Ah…

Paper 2 for maths was alright I guess. It was definitely more challenging, considering how paper 1 was intended to be the saving grace? The pure maths part was ok, but I think I still need to work on statistics and P&C! More practice! Can’t have enough practice for maths, that’s for sure.

And today? It was paper 2 for Chemistry. It was just as Mrs Kong said. It was more or less reflective of the A level standards. Which in my intepretation means relatively manageable questions testing on fundamentals with lots of pitfalls for you to lose marks because of your carelessness.

That said, I may really have to work hard for paper one to make up for the marks I’ve lost because of oversight.

Tomorrow will be another big day! 2 PAPERS-one in the morning and another in the afternoon. Coincidentally, they are the ones in which I’m quite apprehensive about. For one, my case study skills aren’t impressive, and Physics has never been my forte. But here’s hoping considering how the essay questions were pretty demanding that the case study will be more manageable. As for Physics, let’s hope it follows the trend for Chemistry.

The prelims are coming to an end soon,  but it is by no means an end to the preparations and studying. The ‘A’s are in less than 2 months away?

I really need to stop letting my mind wander too. I just can’t help going back trying to recall what I’ve written in my scripts and speculate that it’s wrong. Trying to find faults in them that may or may not be true. It’s extremely disconcerting.

All in all, let’s hope tomorrow will be pleasant. Market failure and International trade for the win!

And I think I know why the Newton’s Cradle struck a chord now. Because I feel like I’m losing momentum. (collision is inelastic!)

Yikes.

That doesn’t bode well does it?

Nonetheless, good luck and all the best to everyone who visits!

Newton’s Cradle

Bet you didn’t know this is what it’s called.

Either way, this is how I feel now.

I doubt you can intepret it correctly, because I don’t know how to describe it either…