05.31.08
The Big D-Day
Well… what do we have here? So it turned out my JC clique decided to brood over our results in Swensens yesterday, all the way at Marina Square no doubt. But it is ok… I have a direct bus. Why Swensens? God knows, maybe as a sweetener to soften the blow of our exam results? And in any case, Ken alerted us (izzit him?) to the 1-for-1 ice cream thingie, so I guess the cost is quite reasonable.
D-2.5 hour: Still on msn with the clique. I didn’t feel any sense of tranquility at all. My heart was like bubbling (with panic and anxiety) For many times, I told myself… BELIEVE! Not this time, I had a really really negative feeling…
D-1.5 hour: I should have left home. I had not. Thought I was gonna be late. In fact, everything suggested that I will be late. I still had to walk to purchase my bus concession travel, and backtrack. Until… I saw the bus, and ran towards it (my usual regular exercise?), evading some people and a cab on the way. Well, thanks to the driver who was nice enough to wait.
D-0.5 hour: On the dot of time, I reached the destination at our agreed meeting time. Saw Dom, Zong and jh. Well well, Ken is the latest one! hahaha. Nvm, at least I remembered to superpoke jh’s tummy this time.
D hour: That was it… the moment of revelation, despair, and sorrow. What grief and agony! There were mixed feelings, but the negative one was hugely dominant. The passages of time I cannot command, moments of folly forever entrenched.
One mod was staring at me right in the face, and it struck me like a thunderbolt. Dude… wake up… you got a B- for sleeping in lectures AND tutorials… What more could you ask for? THAT, exactly, was the problem. Solo-ing a mod is painful, with double 8am lectures no less. I was complacent… no… I was ARROGANT. It was painful, very painful, to score less than people who should not have been. Hurhur… I guess, congrats bro, you have won me in Maths for the first time in your life. But now an important decision awaits me… this mod, I cannot S/U it if the pursuit of that minor remains in my agenda. It pulled my CAP down. S/U-ing it will pull my CAP up. Wow… what a big difference. Decisive moment, not to be enshrouded in folly again…
On other modules, I’m very very disappointed in another too. I’m supposed to have an affinity with numbers… you know, but I guess balancing numbers are more difficult than manipulating numbers? Hurhur… Crap, it has to stand side-by-side with marketing in my grand scheme of results, utter crap! To my 2 dearest group mates in this mod, so sorry coz I think our project didn’t manage a desired standard.
The rest was good. I actually got better than anticipated in the mod that you can bring a mountain of text into the exam hall. Guessed what? I read those 3 textbooks in 3 days, haha… marvelous I say (I’m less qualitatively-inclined). But then, my strongest mod this sem was a surprise! I had wanted to get it over and done with and have nothing more to do with that department. It probably still stands that way, but wow… I actually scored higher than the other mod which I didn’t feel much need to study at all. Sometimes life is so full of uncertainties…
After numerous cussing, unhappiness, and gloom, Zong & Dom went to play 2 rounds of bowling each. I was still moody… Well, what came next was talking nonsense, some stoning, and dinner. After that, home sweet home. Was tired… and slept on the bus. Got informed that OG outing is scrapped, poor attendance… yea man. But it was actually as strong as my JC clique number wise (but not as bonded bah). Hmm, just missed the chance to see why people say she has the party & naughty look. Whoops, imagine I didn’t type that.
Finally, like OMG. I am gonna work? That is interesting (and unbelievable). I’m like a natural born slacker lah…



