depressing week... with a few cheer-ups. (:
well well well. what can i say. the week has been extremely depressing for me. not that i will go emo anyway; it's not my type of reacting to sh*t.
first is my results. everything was quite fine. i had 3.6 for most of em (that's an A). i screwed up my physics and chinese as i had 3.2 in both. physics was quite expected... chinese was hard, and i wasn't prepared, so i can't blame anyone for that. but the worst part was social studies. it's not that i don't have an affinity to it; it's like whatever i think is correct is wrong. and what i thought was wrong is correct. as a result i barely maintained my 2.8, which sucks if you guys didn't know. but of course, to see it in a good light, i maintained 3.6s on many subjects including geography (surprisingly) and my mathematics (even more surprisingly). ah well. i guess it was okay. so my grade point average for this year is 3.42. no laptop there... darnit. D:
and going to class the past two days was completely USELESS. i mean the papers are already given out, and the teachers are only there to... have fun with us. though they're not much fun anyway. - - it turned out to be boring. total waste of sleeping time. why not let us have frickin rest after the EOYs instead of letting us stay back for things like that? darnit. D: i so wanna go back home early. they could've just given out the results slips these two days so we can just go home early. i miss my family and friends. a lot. it's getting quite boring here in singapore.
then the thought of me having to move my barang to my new room is even more depressing. i mean it's a full year of crap in my hostel and now i have to move out? wadafak man. i wanna stay in my room. it's perfectly fine for me, thank you very much. makes me wanna stay at home more. boarding is nowhere near home away from home; i don't think any building can be a substitute for my home unless my family's there. isn't that the definition of "home" in the first place? i so wanna go home.
but that's not the only reason i wanted to go home. received very bad news today that hun jiang's mother has passed away after battling cancer and succumbed to it. yannfei and qihong told me that his usual cheerful self that i remembered while i was in 2A was replaced with a very gloomy person. can't blame him there. i hope he'll get over it soon. my deepest condolences to him and his family.
but there was one thing (person would be too kind) that made me really angry. waihoe went to attend his mother's funeral but didn't pay his last respects. what the fuck. i'm freaking sure everyone knows how to pay respects. his excuse? "I'm a Christian." if someone care to remind that ass all about the chinese tradition that we have been experiencing for the past 16 damn years, it's all about respect. who gives a damn about your damn religion; someone died here and her son is your classmate for christ's sake. what's with the sensitive mind?
anyway, i actually had a surprise message from angelyn, who was also surprisingly in singapore to watch a play! we met at orchard mrt but apparently she was under constant surveillance by her cousin and her cousin's friend (thanks to her sister and mother i guess? XD) but whatever. we chat quite a bit (it's actually quite long. D:), treated her to sundae (and she spilled some of it. and you call yourself a lady?!) and had to leave after she had to meet up with her sister at wisma atria. ah well. poor her. D:
again, i can't wait to go back home. still gotta hold a meeting with scholars' comm and stuff like that. signing off. :D
