There's this saying that goes like this,

"I love the sun for days, the moon for nights, and you forever."

Hmmm guess I ought to do a little update. Especially on Friday, which was a hoot. We had our graduation ceremony on that day. Mr. Kwek is probably the funniest, most eccentric principal I've ever had. The most unassuming and unaffected one, too. I should think he'll be one of the most vivid memories of my college life, years from now when I look back and reminisce. And the student selected to speak on behalf of the J2 cohort was a riot. The speech he made was more along the lines of him having won the presidency or something. There was even German involved. Highly amusing. Well we took loads of photos, and 05a5a and BBGT are definitely two groups of people I will not be forgetting anytime soon. Even though I didn't really feel particularly sad (I don't know why either. I think I'm turning into a stone.) I know I'll look back on these cherished memories and smile.

So, school's out.

Scary how there's only two weeks left to the exams. That's 14 days. You know, I never thought I'd make it this far. After my devastatingly bad results for Prelims in Sec. 4, you could say I was rather doubtful of my own abilities. But I worked hard, probably the hardest then I'd ever worked in my life then, and usually I like to think I create my own luck, and I determine the end result, but my A Maths results were really probably with the help of God, and I was pretty undeserving of it. So I never intended to come to a JC, and all I wanted from my O Levels was a score decent enough to let me do Mass Communications. But everything underwent an upheaval when I got my results, and I promise you, I never felt more proud of myself in my life. (I remember screaming for a really long time.) And I've always worried about my grades since coming to JC. I worried that I'd get retained during Promotionals, I worried incessantly after every exam... Simply because I'm not smart. I hear people breezing through PSLE, and getting way higher scores than I did, even though I remember putting in a lot of effort for it. And I studied Chemistry in secondary school like mad, really put in a lot of effort, but it never showed during school exams. On the contrary, I failed nearly every single test. I'm not saying I look down on myself, neither am I belittling myself. I just can't reconcile myself to believe people when they say I'm smart, because I'm a really slow learner and I always daydream, so in place of that I have to work doubly hard to understand things that people understand at a snap. Yes, evidence of my slow-ness is the frequent headaches I got when I took Maths, hahaha.

Okay, I just went completely off-tangent. What I meant to say was that I didn't think I'd get this far, but I have. And so have you. So this is our very last stretch, the last sprint after five and a half agonizing rounds, and we just need to put in the very last burst of energy for these two weeks. We did it before, and we'll definitely be able to do it again. We've come this far, haven't we?

By the way, I think I'm in love. Or very, very much in like. (:

Alright. I have to go and psycho myself to go down to the gym now. So that you can't squeeze no fats man.

Ta!