ugh

my results have been quite okay, not exactly disappointing, but not as good as i'd wanted, and as good as i think i deserved after putting all that fking work, but then again maybe it's my studying style, not efficient enough. hmm. its been a BBCF, which is not terrible, but then again not very good, so i guess mug more. pretty irritated by the fact that im stuck at an incredibly well-rounded, solid B for history (17,16,16,16,17,16,16,16 for all essays), and quite worried for lit, and slightly peeved by econs (1 more mark for case study to B!!!) but at least i've improved drastically on the mcq front, and on the essay part, vis-a-vis common test two, which was, to say the least, devastating, and caused my mom, suddenly, to become caring and concerned about her son's psychological and emotional welfare.

no prizes for guessing what got F. yes, of course it's astrology! ugh, should totally have dropped astro and taken two S papers instead, stupid lack-of-foresight.

i realise that if i can get 4As, i will get a top-scorer results card, due to my A1's for chinese, pw, and most prolly GP, and if i get an M or D for hist s. AAAAA1A1A1D, which is a completely brilliant set of grades. but, as mr r. puts it, there are still the maths and econs dragons to slay. and maybe the lit unicorn, and the history butterfly, but no more lousy metaphors.

one can dream, it's legal. sigh, if i get those kinds of results. my parents will buy me a house, and a car, and pay for my driving license.

ARGH

went to the gym TWICE today, i am beginning to sound addicted. the first was with teck, who, i am proud to announce, can now do four solid pull ups, which is more than a pass, if you don't mind :) so there, passion and hard work does, well, work, as seen as now i can feel my obliques, when previously there was a lump o' lard. the morning session was completely fun and crazae, and post-workout-endorphin-filled , very happy feeling. the one later was with dezhi and tan long (!) who has finally decided to come out of his state of inactivity to pursue some hardcore training, motivated by the mirrors at the WH at great world city. ah, as i have always propagated, narcissism and to a smaller extent, self confidence can do wonders :D keep it up tl, and in no time you'll be your sec 2 self again :D

really, really want that pair of jeans from topman, it looks sooooooooo good. totally butt-lifting, and low-cut enough to not reduce my already short torso to a cigarette butt (can't think of any very short things, sorry) while not making me look like some gangsta from the east side, you know the very low pants look which most sec 3 and 4 kids adore, myself not included, to a large extent. but i have a plan, quite insidious. you see the household has this system whereby i top up my ezlink, then present the receipt to mother to claim, and unwittingly i have gathered fifty one dollars worth of receipts. added to the discount my sister has on topman with her credit card, i only have to fork out about 10-20 bucks :D the hard part will be getting mother to give the 51 bucks, very guilt-tripping, considering we are pretty cash-strapped now. but sigh, vanity takes precedence.

it seems odd that next week my classroom will disappear. must remember to take pictures, with very luurrrvely classmates.

reeech