DiViNE EViL

Apparently I have realised I cannot do everything alone. Studying alone may be helpful but I'm so stuck that I'm more stuck than a sticker. Somehow parts of my notes are blank, and I'm totally clueless on anything related to mathematics that I haven't any consultation in. Yes I will be seriously needing some soon.

Not to mention the amount of band practices has increased to a stressful level. Due to the fact that we have a performance next week, which I screwed up with my secondary school the previous time I visited the Istana for a performance. Then there's the Taiwan trip that requires me to know my blood type, which apparently is not mentioned in my health booklet, birth certificate...nothing. Furthermore I have never been told about this. Well, obviously my blood type is human. Riiiight..?

The only redeeming fact of this weekend is that I have been practicing my Fugue for many times and for no apparent reason. I was doing my tutorials when, bam, I went to play the fugue twice. I was watching that eyesore soccer match of Chelsea and Manchester United last night and, bam, I went to play the prelude and fugue. This morning I woke up and felt like playing the fugue so I did. Well, I hope there has been improvement. A fugue is so fugueing difficult to learn (I just typed 'lurn', which...sounds like leetspeak to me).

Oh, and my neighbour gave me his old USB keyboard so now I FINALLY have a keyboard with ALL the keys working! Apparently he did so because he bought a new Razer keyboard, mouse and pad set...

So it seems...like I require some dependancy on others. Don't leave me behind now.

Idling away again, waiting for the hammer of doom to fall upon myself and smash me into the realm of EViL, is just not cutting it. This is where I start to fall behind real bad. I'm suddenly three topics off Mathematics Physics and Chemistry. How is it that they spent so much friggin time on Complex Numbers that I can do extra questions but four lectures is all it takes for two and a half topics to blast past the speed that I can cope with. It is as if the teachers and lecturers were playing with us. What the chemistry lecturer said (something along those lines): "This topic is very very very very difficult so if you don't listen I'm going to go faster". Ohh so in the end, you get some satisfaction in punishing us, and we suffer. Suffer for eternity and there you all teachers down there say "it's your own fault, I still get my pay" crap.

And they still say PJC have the most caring teachers? I can't think of some of the EViLness that some teachers possess in treating students, perhaps in other schools. One who is caring will have the passion to teach. They will go all out for effort and attempt to mingle with their students. Oh I've seen some of these teachers before. They deal with those who are unwilling to learn in a harsh manner, but in the end they show respect. The joy in teaching is now difficult to achieve, but for those who want to help they are easily the most recognized teachers in the school.

So my table is a mess and worksheets are missing.
Notes are strewn around and tissueboxes stacking.
Laggy computer with a USB keyboard.
Got things to do but I still get bored.
Dustbin a-flowing over with crumpled tissues.
Time magazines lying around, last year's issues.
Lizards crawling over behind the files.
Last year's papers mixed up in piles.
Yet in between everything, there is a gap.
And I'm in the middle of all this crap.

Probably Wen Pu will criticize this since I have almost no English Literature background, but heck I spent 10 minutes on this. So I need a more conducive environment to study so that I don't get discouraged in this mess. Not to mention, sitting on the other side is one extremely noisy sister.

Oddly, I feel like studying now. Panic is starting to set in. Nine topics. Now.

Let us forget about examinations yet again. Though I acquired no 'ungraded' grade, it is still nothing to be proud of. Even with the fact that I had somehow fared better than many people, the guilt set in has driven my mugging sense somewhat.

Sunday was fairly eventful, with a half-failed class outing where some six or seven of us guys got abandoned by the girls because of the 'low outcome'. Nevertheless we stilled exhaused ourselves by cycling at East Coast Park (Alan would have gone to Changi had I not stopped him). I attended a Queen musical (not by the actual members of Queen) that night, which was enjoyable, but gave me some headaches since I was quite near to those speakers.

Headaches I had the next day which saw me excuse myself from school. Another note, my mathematics consultation has ended, presumably because I passed my mathematics. However, this common test only tested us on a condensed syllabus. Not to mention even I did not feel that the 'examination' was difficult. Topics like Differential Equations are mistier than fog in my memory. Oh and Wen Pu had 8 for his mathematics. 8 out of the maximum 100, of course. I would perhaps scan and upload his paper here sooner or later. Oh, and 8 is a great achievement for him, considering he improved compared to the previous examination that he attended by over 100 percent.

Incidentally, I forgot the main reason why I wanted to post here now. All I know is somehow I feel real busy. Like, it's April now. Another two months, perhaps, to an even bigger and more important examination.

Perhaps I am just starting to feel the effect now...