well, this week was.. hectic. it was just tests galore. I didn't even know monday was the chem MCQ Common test till they said it in the LT like 5 minutes before the exam started.
Really afraid i'll retain, but i'm trying to do my work now.
Gonna depend on GP, Math, Econs and Bio to promote. crikey.
Ok, do you get annoyed when talking to someone, and then you feel like you're talking to a goddamn wall sometimes, because the person never replies?
Bleh. its annoying.
Agrh go away!
JJC scares me sometimes, it really does. Stupid stupid hand dryer.
the death of some student someone knows really hit me hard. Ok, well not that hard, but still..
It makes you wonder.. what if you never arise from your sleep tomorrow? All the unsaid things, all the unfulfilled life goals, etc.. it really teaches you to live life to the fullest and NOT take it for granted.
Am i taken for granted? Whatever.

to end on a lighter note, do you get SO SO annoyed when people steal your jokes? AGRH. DIE PEOPLE, DIE. Sometimes, i just feel like smacking joke stealers on their arm or head or whatever. and sometimes, violence IS the answer, as you will learn, young one.
May the force be with you
HAHA. (wtf?)





P.S: AAGRH MY ENGLISH............. *SHAKES HEAD.*

omg. i realised how singaporean singapore is.
In JJ, if you listen carefully, almost EVERYONE who orders wedges, pronounces it as 'wages' so it's like.. auntie, $1 wages..
so everytime i hear that, i just wanna laugh. Because its funny, you say $1 wages and give her "wages"
HAIYA.
2nd:
The math lecturer. Cannot pronounce her words properly lah. X^2 becomes Xsquaye. Chain rule becomes change rule, product become poduct.
Lots of singaporeans can't pronounce government too. And some can't spell for shit.
You know what this means?
The government's "Speak Good English Campaign" isn't working all too well.
Ok, so i'm generalising here. But if you list open your eyes wide and listen carefully, you'll see that what i'm saying is true. And its not just the older generation that commits these offences against the english language.
In true JJ fashion, i too, am beginning to somewhat lose my ability to speak the english language well. The other day, i totally messed up my tenses and whatnot. Like "isn't", "aren't" and the like.
BLEH. Oh man, FIGHT THE POWER. WTS.

Postscript: i just realised my mom couldn't speak english all too well either. Maybe i'm being too critical, but she pronounced "crisp" as "crips". Its like waSP. not waPS.
Crapola. What is the world coming to?


*shakes head*

gah, i'm finding this blog increasingly redundant and.. unnecessary, tbh.
First of all, it's quite a chore to commit to this blog, and yeah. i'm trying to study. No one cares anyway.
it seems like we're all like 5 trillion light years away from each other, and the like. But in actual fact, it's like a phone call away, or a 20 minute bus ride. BLEH.
No one cares anymore. Maybe i'm being overly sentimental, or just trying to hold onto the little fragments, which were once existent, but fading away like the half life of some extremely short lived molecule. It's probably only found in trace amounts now.
Whatever it is, i'm getting quite sick and tired of it. So... whatever. thanks for nothing.

So, wei en sent me some quiz by email, and usually, i don't open these things up. But.. i dunno. Nevermind.
But i'm not going to forward it to people. I dont like doing that because it's just stupid.
Anyway, my lucky number is suppossed to be 13 - i chose it.
and the song that tells me most about my mind? House of the Rising Sun. Good song that is.
Now this is going to be funny. What i feel about life? HAHA. (tries surpressing laugh)
The Irish Keep Gatecrashing.
Means i'm gonna be a party person?! And go to loads of concerts? This is weird lah.
AND SO FUNNY.

I got really depressed in math today, because i did so badly, i wanted to hit myself in the head. I mean, i've NEVER, and i mean NEVER failed at ALL for a major test for math, EVER. Not even A Maths.
But i guess it's time to make an exception. A one and only exception. Because i'm shit scared i'll have to retain, while the rest of my classmates promote. I DO NOT want conditional promotion. NO WAY.
I'm going to do this for MYSELF. I WILL make it.
I hate how i have all these aspirations, and at the end of the day, as i reflect back on what i've done to work towards these goals, it's just.. a void, a huge lapse of doing anything significant.
I need to SHUT UP and LISTEN in lessons. I really MUST. Or else in my eyes, i'll be the hugest failure anyone's ever met in life.

Ok, so i am going back to being slightly emo, but i mean, aagrh. The hurdle i crossed, the O levels, suddenly seems so.. insignificant, and easy as compared to this.
For example: Enzymes lower the activation energy(Ea), so that a reaction can occur. Lets equate Ea to 1000 for O levels. The friends, staying up late together, etc, everything helped. So the Ea was lowered down to like 100.
This time, its like 3000. The Ea lowers it down to.. well, i'm still drowning and asphyxiating. Man, ok, so i'm not. But its like this massive leap.. this huge jump in level of toughness of schoolwork..
Shannon, you NEED to wake up. Shut up and stop bitching about how schoolwork's tough. Oh, stop talking to yourself right now.
Oh, and hi future self, if i ever go back and reread how silly i was/am in 5(etc) years time.
It's crazy to think so far ahead, i've always had life goals, just never saw myself in a particular course or field of study in university. Sometimes, it's this, and sometimes, it's that. It really really is confusing.
I wonder what i'll be in 10 years time, and the clique too.
I mean the mix CD i made them.. lol which is a bit gay, but AAGRH, it kinda encompassed what i wanted to say to you people, but couldn't actually put it in words. You know how bad i am with words..
Sometimes, i have these rational thoughts(imo, at least) going through my brain. But to string them into actual sentences and paragraphs and the like, oh, now that my friend, is hard.
(i suddenly thought of the GP essay that we looked at today which contained exceedingly long and long winded sentences. Man, i am NOT going to be like that.)

One of the times i look forward to the most in the day, is when i come home from school, and because i have to walk across the highway, via the really long overhead bridge, which boasts perpetually no one other than yours truly, i like to turn up the volume on my iPod really loud, and just sing along. It does help calm my nerves somewhat.
Its really awesome when you hear your voice being drowned out and muffled by the immense number of cars, and the sound they produce, when singing. Seeing the world just zoom on by.. I dunno, it's a reflection/emo time for me. I like just leaning over the railings (not to commit suicide, of course, because that'd be a shitty way to die)and watch the influx of traffic. The cars just passing by, its like life... and you start to wonder (well, me, at least) what life was back then, when there were no cars. I'd kinda agree with most of the classmates who did the essay on 'Youths do not have it easy nowadays' or something around the likes of that. Maybe youths don't. But this isn't a really big problem. Life, is going to be WAY more stressful than this in future.

I'm sorry for the emo post. I just had to vent. like a ventilation chamber. ooh. NOT.
Shannon, you NEED to stop being so bloody emo. LIFE. GOES. ON.