I just realised something after three years of writing.

In a bid to improve myself, I started to analyse and (tried to) interpret the meaning behind a story, and even noticed the general style of writing. Sometimes.

I looked so far into the stories that I actually forgot a very simple rule when it comes to reading...

...enjoying the story.

Gosh, I'm such an idiot.

Relieved but Dismayed

Exams are over. Hooray!

I can't believe I managed to pull through, but hey, I ain't complaining.

Okay...so maybe just a little bit. 'Cuz I pulled through, but only barely. Moral's by far the worst subject, which chalked up a measly 68 MARKS. Ceh. To think that my Add Maths might fare worse than this.... Eheheh.

And with no time to prepare for Semester 1 this coming May, I'm so screwed. Let's see what I have to do leading up to the exams...hm.

---> This March hols: Three Moral reports, two essays, one karangan, one cerpen to read, one folio, one oral, one civics presentation, etc...oh, gawd.
1. 12/4 - Canteen Day
2. 14/4-17/4 - MSSPP Chess Individual Tournament
3. 21/4-24/4 - MSSPP Chess Team Tournament
4. 26/4 - Musical Evening 3
5. 21/5 - Choir Competition
6. - Trinity College Gold level for choir, blah, blah...

And they expect me to squeeze study time into THAT. Pfft. I'm as good as dead. Somebody do me a favour and kill me nowwwwww!