Sooo. To anybody reading this (probably nobody, haha), it's the exam period. Tomorrow's the last day of the exams, and I should be happy, but I'm not. Thing is, I usually don't really care about my academics, but today was the Maths and Comm Arts (English) paper. I usually ace English (totally not bragging), but the paper today was darn hard. And I pretty much guaranteed myself a fail grade for Maths. Like I said earlier, I'd usually not care, but my Maths tuition teacher's been teaching me again this year and I've never disappointed her before. I don't want to disappoint her just before I leave Singapore (yeah, I'm leaving...). She's the best teacher ever, and I'm just a terrible student. So yep.
And I'm not making anything better by writing a stupid blog post instead of actually revising for Science, which is tomorrow. I really suck, gah. Never listened during Science lessons this whole year, so I've still got a couple months' worth of revision. And it's fucking midnight. I wish my school didn't set such hard papers. I got A's all the time for other schools' papers, but when I sat for the Maths today, it was absolute torture, my God. I should probably stop writing. Rants like this aren't entertaining. Or deep and meaningful and shit. It's just a rant. I swear periodic tables should just flip over (referring to them as actual 'tables'). I don't understand them. And all the other fantastic, wonderful, and amazing facts that make up the horrifying subject of Science. My left brain doesn't work. I can understand notes and music sheets and art and literature and photography and music and beauty in general, all things that require my right brain, but symbols and xs and ys and numbers and formulae and terms don't make any sense to me.
I feel slightly better now. Whoever you are, wherever you are, thanks for reading this post, even though you're most probably nonexistent. I still love all you satellites (reference to Astronaut by Simple Plan. Great song).
Love always,
Tia xxx
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