Omg believe it or not, I think i'm going into depression or something like that :/
hmm..maybe it's pre-JCTSs depression. maybe there're other people who are getting it.
one part of me doesn't really care about JCTs because i know that no matter how much last minute work you put in, it's not going to make much of a difference.
but another part of me is freakinggg nervous and afraid of taking JCTs because i'm afraid and i know that it's highly possible that i'm going ot do really badly.
why is it that JCTs are always so hard?
is it to demoralise you, so that you'll wanna work even harder for promos?
it doesn't work that way for me man.
My brain's memory is equivalent to a 125mb thumbdrive, while everyone else's is like...10gb or something. I just cannot cannot cannot remember what i've revised.
Anyway, yesterday i went to T2 for PRODUCTIVE studying with wenx.
for the first 3 hours or so, it was nice and quiet.
but then after that this 3 idiots had to come along and sit right BESIDE our table.
they all brought their laptops and started searching for weird and disgusting chinese-pop music, then they started...SINGING OUT LOUD.
like WOW... if you wanna sing, go to kbox.
worse is, their singing is damn loud, distracting, annoying, irritating, noisy, horrible and out of tune.
After we left, i went home and immediately went to my uncle's house (yea that one) for my cousin's birthday bbq.
oh we walked to their house btw. i thought it was fun. haha..
food was..bad. and cold. and i wasn't full because i didn't wanna eat anymore disgusting food.
the cousins played cards at the playground, only to find that, the other side relatives and their friends already cut the cake.
freaking without OUR side of the family. what the bloody hell?
i was so pissed, so pissed, so pissed i refused to eat the bloody cake since they didn't even bother calling us over.
what about my grandma? doesn't she deserve the respect to be at least PRESENT when her grandson cuts his stupid cake?
oh so all they wanted us to attend their damn bbq for, is just so that their precious son gets his share of red packets.
sorry, the amount has decreased by almost half.
what goes around comes around. so there you have it, all you deserved.
actually, i think you deserve even lesser than that.
After that i wanted to walk home, but since it was around 10, my mom didn't let me so...
i didn't. sad :/
Posted at 2:23 PM