it is on our failures that we base a new and different and better success.

i know that with failure comes success. but i just don't have the time!
pw is in total chaos.
we might have to redo EVERYTHING.
yes. everything. a whole new task.

i thought we'll do well by being different.
by choosing task 2 when 99% of students taking pw nationwide is doing task 1.
now i've learnt that being different doesn't mean standing out.
if you think in terms of a sore thumb, maybe.
but in terms of outstanding? that's just being stupid.

i've learnt my lesson. i really have.
following the crowd was the best way to get through pw.
if you get stucked, at least there's someone to ask.
doing something absolutely nobody else is doing is like courting death.

i have no idea how we are going to get through this.
especially with half the group totally uncooperative and not putting in the slightest bit of effort.
even if they submit work, you know it's done in a rush.
quality shows.

having 4 people doing the work meant for a group of 5 or 6 is hard enough.
having 2 out of the 4 expecting everything to be done for them and waiting to be mollycoddled just makes everything worse manifolds.

my life is in a mess now.
projects and assignments are piling up faster than you can say Indiana Jones.
faculty tests start next week.
and it's more important for me than the rest to score better because my percentages taken into consideration will be higher.
i'm lost in every chapter tested for chemisty and math and econs.
geography chapters are so boring i don't even bother to know what we're learning.
how the hell am i gonna pass my faculty tests?!

projects are just killing me.
if i wanted to do projects, i would have gone to a poly.

oh...and another failure i experienced by trying to be different.
i experienced a 1st today.
the 1st time i failed a gp essay.
why? because i tried to be different again.
i was stupid enough to choose the most philosophical question.
and i failed. by 1/2 a mark.
but on a lighter note at least it's the 1st time i failed.
for the same essay assignment, many people got their 1st pass.


oh and i've come to a conclusion about tan chee boon.
i like him OUTSIDE LESSON TIME.
i'm serious. i absolutely cannot stand the way he teaches.
he behaves like a part of him dies everytime he's nice during lessons.
but he's nice when he's not trying to be a teacher.
when he's not all sarcastic, not being anal about eating and drinking in class, us being just a wee bit late.
people with spilt personalities are so hard to understand.

oh and it's funny how people think i'm angry and all when i raise my opinions.
even when i'm like perfectly fine.
it's like they can't handle opposing views and all.
i think it's a girl school thing.

and remember how i uesd to argue over EVERYTHING in secondary school?
like just for the sake of it?
i don't do that anymore.
yes. HUGE SURPRISE. but really - i don't.
but i think god just has to send someone who is like who i used to be, but just 47849037454 times worse, to piss the shit out of me.
and that monkey is nicholas.
thought i was bad?
think again.





i'm depressed. really depressed.