Sunday, May 04, 2008
I'm going to muster all my courage,
all my courage, to enter the examination hall and attempt to write three essays without learning or remembering much of any of the SEA-related things thrown at me. what phallic symbolism, what colonialist impacts. I'm going to write the essays with good old common sense, while squeezing any bit of academic information I remember from the cramming session I had when the boy came over yesterday.
the boy just went and donated his blood, and signed up for bone marrow donation. which means that if any requests for bone marrow matches his, then he'll be called up to go for the operation for them to extract his bone marrow! i know it's all for a good cause and everything, but merely the thought of him on that operating bed, anaestheticized (walao, dunno how to spell) and unconscious just pains me.
but still, I respect his decision.
crossing my fingers in hopes of gathering a decent number of people to troop down to Night Safari on Thursday night, the eighth day of the fifth month, the first day of LIBERATION. :)
Me and shiqin both agreed that there is nothing more satisfying than hearing the head invigilator say 'Time's up' and the teachers start bustling and going about their business collecting papers, while you beam widely around, looking at the final paper in front of you that might be gone (as in failed) for all you care since you can't do anything about it anymore anyway.
SH-IIII-OOOO-KKKKK.
okay FOUR more days. lucky shiqin's ending with philosophy TOMORROW. phoooooeyyyy. heh.
i haven't been studying much, but i'm just really reallyyyy restless. and a restless me isn't going to settle down easy and read my notes.
all my courage, to enter the examination hall and attempt to write three essays without learning or remembering much of any of the SEA-related things thrown at me. what phallic symbolism, what colonialist impacts. I'm going to write the essays with good old common sense, while squeezing any bit of academic information I remember from the cramming session I had when the boy came over yesterday.
the boy just went and donated his blood, and signed up for bone marrow donation. which means that if any requests for bone marrow matches his, then he'll be called up to go for the operation for them to extract his bone marrow! i know it's all for a good cause and everything, but merely the thought of him on that operating bed, anaestheticized (walao, dunno how to spell) and unconscious just pains me.
but still, I respect his decision.
crossing my fingers in hopes of gathering a decent number of people to troop down to Night Safari on Thursday night, the eighth day of the fifth month, the first day of LIBERATION. :)
Me and shiqin both agreed that there is nothing more satisfying than hearing the head invigilator say 'Time's up' and the teachers start bustling and going about their business collecting papers, while you beam widely around, looking at the final paper in front of you that might be gone (as in failed) for all you care since you can't do anything about it anymore anyway.
SH-IIII-OOOO-KKKKK.
okay FOUR more days. lucky shiqin's ending with philosophy TOMORROW. phoooooeyyyy. heh.
i haven't been studying much, but i'm just really reallyyyy restless. and a restless me isn't going to settle down easy and read my notes.
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 5:44 PM.
