morose + moronic = me

Erghhhhh I feel like pouring out my thoughts on twitter but twitter is very public and everyone will immediately comment on it and I will be ashamed. Blah blah blah. Don't bother to read because I write nonsense here. :)

Seriously I am very fed up now. I feel like burning all my maths books, papers and every single thing related to maths. I've tried so hard to like this subject but the more I tried, the more I got frustrated. So today was maths exam. My friend told me that the questions would be easy to solve and 80% of the questions were taken from pm. He also told me that plus class students wouldn't fail it. Plus students who score lower than 90 are considered idiotic (paice in hokkian) and regular students who score lower than 75 are idiotic. HAHA. Eh not funny K? I was so happy and thankful that time. I thought, "Wow this is my last chance to cover up my previous score. Gotta do my best." Here comes the monster day. Having arrived at school and gathered at canteen as usual with classmates, my confident level drastically dropped, idk why. I became a worrywart and I started imagining that I'd fail the test. During the test, I could solve most of the questions easily. Yes ofc I got some troubles solving some hardcore questions. But at least I was confident and sure that this time I wouldn't fail. Test was over and we checked our answers with friends. How disappointing, I chose so many wrong answers. Idk what struck me on exam room til I made so manyyyy mistakes ergh, I am paice kuadrat! Everyone's happy today, esp my classmates. They passed maths exam with flying colours, oh how envy :(

I'm just unable to understand myself. The previous maths test was also very easy, but I was so careless and made dumb mistakes. This time also. What's up with me seriously? Am I that dumb? Stressed out. Ok I just don't want to care about it now. I really wanna graduate from high school soon and bid farewell to maths like for good. I am so not gonna take any major related to maths later on uni!

Being told to love maths is like telling a dolphin to climb the highest mountain. Lol sounds exaggerating, a lot.

Anyway...............................
3 days left and we will be having farewell party with my buddies somewhere out from town! Woohoooooooo, can't wait xx

the end of year 2

Today is officially the last day studying at my favorite(?) class. 1 academic year has been over in a blink of an eye. It feels like I was just entering x1, and now I left xi science 1 already. Too rapid. Oh please, return every single second I wasted on nothing :( I think the time is on fast-forward mode. I remember how I used to wish time could elapse faster on primary sch. But now I am seriously not keen on the fast forward thingy. I still wanna enjoy my high school life. They said in year 3 we will be busy preparing uni thingy. Ergh I hate it.

Btw year 2 had been awesome. Despite having some exasperating classmates and weirdos, overall everything was good. The teachers whom I thought they were worse than year 1 teachers had successfully proved me wrong. Esp our form teacher, Bu Ng Tjiek Kie. Though she appeared fierce (formerly), but I know she is a very nice and kind teacher. We even had a class photo session with her :D

Girls ♡

They said, "Appreciate your precious moment when it still lasts or you will regret for good." Indeed :)

Goodbye!

nothingness

This couple of days I was busy reading an opulent juvenile's blog in which the writer has extravagant lifestyle (say her initial is X, this is fake initial) and also a wealthy teenager's blog whose lifestyle is more unpretentious (say her initial is Y, also fake) than the one I mentioned before. I'm really flabbergasted to know that even though both of them are very rich, they show different attitudes. X has a tendency to show off her belongings, her wealth, her whatsoever luxurious stuffs on instagram. You know, that is really exasperatingly arrogant. Everyone knows that you are a rich person, so what's the purpose of showing off your pricey sport car, precious-stone jewellery or even costly Europe handmade handbags? Seriously, even a daughter of President doesn't act like that. She acts the way too flamboyant. While X is busy showing off her richness, acting like a materialistic princess, Y is eminently amicable towards everyone. She is down-to-earth. I do adore this kind of people.

By the way, I know interfering someone's business is abominable. But I cannot stand her arrogance. I know this post won't be read by X anyway, because we hardly know each other. Sorry for being judgmental.

Bye!

"You know that feeling when you are reading a book, and you know that it is going to be a tragedy; you can feel the cold and darkness coming, see the net drawing close around the characters who live and breathe on the pages. But you are tied to the story as if being dragged behind a carriage, and you cannot let go or turn the course aside."

everyone hates bidding farewell

Today is the last day of being students for our seniors. Seeing them shed tears really make my heart sick. Looking at their piteous face get me goosebumps. I am wondering how sad I will be exactly next year. I really like my current classmates (in general *u know what I mean*). They are very unique! Some are as quite as mice, some are the real chatterboxes, some show lots of zealousness, some seem so apathetic, some are overly confident, some are diffident, some hate maths, some adore maths, and more! Uniqueness makes us unite. Even though I feel that we are less-united compared to last year. No offense hehe. Back to the topic, though it's our seniors who get graduated, but I feel a little blue too. I hope that my last year of school can be the most memorable one! Ya know it's a little early to say abt it, but whatever haha. Year 1 was beautiful and year 2 has been really nice, but both were not stunning enough. Therefore I expect year 3 to be amazingly unforgettable. I may seem so alaylebay but never mind, I just wanna share sth :p bye!

when words eerily mean nothing

Hehehe! I know the title isn't related to this post.

I really feel like pouring everything out on this blog, but I just don't know how to start it. Whenever I get an inspiration to write something, words on my mind get uncooperative, mess up, dance like a ballerina(?) and finally vanish thus I end up typing nothing. I shall try, no matter what, to post something tonight. (though it's unimportant, better than nothing :p). teehee.

Drowning in confusion, I should say. I've been in lotsa dilemmas nowadays. Things happen and I don't manage to make decision. I get stressed and then after finding a solution, another problem comes. I become more delicate and more likely to get exasperated. Lol though I always appear playful, you cannot figure out what's inside me, right? Well, hopefully I can still cope with it. Inhale....... Exhale.........

Good night! Adios :B

it's april fool's day

Be ready to be fooled :p