High from doing maths, i FINALLY decided to complete my journal assignment. HOWEVER..things may nto be as wonderful as you think they are. my assignment turned out this way and i hope miss koh doesn't fling me down the building, if she can even lift me.
Turning Fifteen this year….
I have not officially turned fifteen this year yet, but I guess it’s still the same for all have set into the wonderful lives of secondary three.
Stress. Stress. Stress. Stress. Stress. Stress. Stress. Stress. Stress. Stress.
Stress is the one and only word that I can think of. In fact, I’m even thinking of forming a new word—“stressology” in the Oxford Dictionary of Marbelogy. Life around me is full of angst and stress. Every single person around me seems to be doing nothing else but “headesking”, that is, while completing assignments, running onto the edge of insanity and thus banging their head against the desk.
It is tough attempting to adapt to the new studying environment (of which I have not managed to do so and am still currently in my dreamland of holidays). However, when it comes to the point of laughing like a crazy retard for god knows what reasons, it SLIGHTLY brightens up my day.
It gets highly amusing when friends around me came up with “eight ways to destroy Nanhua” (of which I shall not elaborate) due to too much stress. While trying really really hard not to procrastinate, I will still end up right in front of my beloved computer.
However, I think I ought to be complimented for being willing to take up tuition, it may be a waste of money for a person like me, but wonders never cease. Stress has turned me into a half looney, as you can see from what I have written above. But I do feel that my definition of “insanity” is reasonably sane. Insanity: a perfect rational adjustment to an insane world.
On the other hand, stress has allowed me to SLIGHTLY push myself harder, despite the fact that I still detest completing my oh-so-wonderful-and-fun assignments, which include this one as well.
Commitments may be something that I am more willing to succumb to, although along with them comes stress. Major projects are setting in, such as community service with the Renci Hospital and Vesak@Orchard. Being a house leader, responsibilities set in endlessly. But I enjoy my job, because it is something I love. Apparently I do not have the passion for studying. More for procrastination and slacking I suppose.
CCA wise I do not wish to comment much, because it is pure boredom week after week (and partially because I may get thrown off the building after making my remarks). But please do not worry, my passion for drama still lies within my heart.
I have a sea of jealousy for my juniors who still have the right to procrastinate and slack for all they want. But I cannot. Whines from people around me are deafening and therefore I am attempting to reduce the noise pollution and rant on and on and on in this journal. Please do not mind my insanity.
Apparently while I am writing this post I am on the cliff of insanity. It is just because I have not taken my daily dosage of candy, so please do not worry too much. Tests and assignments are simply causing my condition to worsen and worsen and worsen, I can say, infinitely.
The assignments have been preventing me from doing stuff I really enjoy and like, for example, photo-shopping. I yearn to learn to play the guitar however time does not allow me to do so. I HOPE to be able to do so after my O’s which is still, a gazillion years away. Yet, as the same old saying goes, time flies. I wonder what time really look like. Are the wings of time orange and lime green? Then I’ll treasure time a lot. Meanwhile I shall trod off to complete my job of being a blogging fanatic.
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