Thursday, September 28, 2006
angel or siren, what does it matter?

my internet's finally back up. for optimum (a level) results, it should probably crash again. and stay crashed til nov 24. then again, i would have to keep going to the com lab to reply my emails.

so, math. i think i'm the only one who's amused by my results. but heck it wasn't as if i worked hard this time, so i've finally fulfilled my sister's prophesy. just that now my math teacher wants to see me everyday. oh well. when you've hit rock bottom, there's no way out but up, right? econs was okayyy la. a bit disappointed that i failed the drq and case study for the first time, when i usually have to bank on them to pull my grade up. then again i knew that i wasn't focusing so it isn't all that surprising. gp wasn't too bad. aq was surprisingly good (yay, 7/8!) but my vocab was (unsurprisingly) bad. in addition to my usual horrendous spelling and complete inability to define things (as most people who ask me what words mean should know), it appears that i lack precision as well. yayness. seriously though. my psychomotor skills are so bad that i actually wrote 'disract' instead of 'distract' in my essay because i was thinking about my next sentence instead of focusing on what i was writing. also maybe i was writing too fast to control my 't's. haha.

really have to study now. i'd love to be one of those people who do reasonably well, and have people say of them, 'oh they deserve it'. as much as i'd really hate to be one of those people who do appallingly and have people say of them, 'oh they deserve it'. but i make no vow because i find vows too hard to keep.

bought 2 mooncakes to mail to chris. along with a packet of jasmine tea. they're all prepacked, nicely sealed, etc etc, so they had better let my lovely gift through. if they don't, i shall boycott singpost forevermore and henceforth deliver all my mail on foot. (please let it through.) i would get some for jean too, but i'm not about to spend 10 times as much on postage as i spend on the actual mooncake.

i dreamt of alisa last night. or more accurately, i dreamt that i dreamt of her. and in my dream (the real one), the dream (the one i dreamt) came true. and then i cried and cried (in my dream) because i didn't want it to be true. and then i spent the whole morning and some of the afternoon trying to remember the dream and now i finally remember it and gosh i hate myself why do i have such awful dreams? i am a horrible, horrible person, and i should be stoned to death. maybe i'll tell her about the dream then she can stone me to death. ughhhh.

i'm always gonna worry about the things that could make us cruel
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