This is An Experience
I know I said I'll be gone till the end of As. But, the morning of the first blasted paper got me thinking. If this is my one and only shot at taking the stupid exam called the A levels, I should be blogging about the experience. The emotions, the tiresome hours, the agitation, and not forgetting the crazy-blank-zonked-out feeling when you've been doing nothing but study the same subject for hours and hours at a time.
Thus, here I am. Two days late, what's new. I am Melayu.
General Paper was not as nerve-wrecking for me as compared to my fellow peers or as I would like to call them my fellow brothers/sisters-at-war. Some of my fellow warriors were looking like bus and train wrecks before/during/after the paper. i guess the best advise I can say that you panic and get scared because you Care. There's no wrong in care, but do know your limits, and don't self-indulge in fear. It is rather unhealthy.
However, what about me? I do not feel the fear they do. I do not panic like they do. Hell, I was happily playing Fifa 2007 the afternoon before the paper. Does this mean I do not care? I slept like a log the night before. My fear was that I would wake up late, skip prayers and pay dearly for it. Fortunately, that was not the case. Yet, I do Care. I just haven't shown in a physical form. I guess it's partly a gift from God that he has kept me calm through such trials of life. I must be grateful for this.
Life after General Paper has been dull to say the least. What do you expect? It's the season that I signed up for since I received my O Level results 3 years ago. All I can do right now is study, pray and sleep. Although, I do add my PS2 into the mix for an hour or two to keep myself sane. Still, there is nothing much to do. This is already the second day of my last 11 days of preparation for the full swing A Level examination on the 13th November. Hence, social life and fun is a sacrifice that I should have made probably months ago, but I'm going to TRY to sacrifice it now. Better late than never, eh?
Right now, my eyes are as red as a baboon's backside. I have successfully completed an Othello marathon. Staying awake for the last 24hours with nothing but Othello on my mind. I'm getting a hang of doing the Context questions for the text. Exciting. I'm glad I went to the airport to study with Siti lsat night. Overnight studies are proof that I'm an owl because I'm so energised and pumped at night. With shots of expresso, it just keeps me going till 6am. Like clockwork, as soo as it strikes 6am, the lethargy and sinus hits and hits hard. I really should get some sleep. My next target, Silas Marner. The bastard who has no life, literally. Well, at least until he meets Eppie.
Fcuk it. Good morning...
Thus, here I am. Two days late, what's new. I am Melayu.
General Paper was not as nerve-wrecking for me as compared to my fellow peers or as I would like to call them my fellow brothers/sisters-at-war. Some of my fellow warriors were looking like bus and train wrecks before/during/after the paper. i guess the best advise I can say that you panic and get scared because you Care. There's no wrong in care, but do know your limits, and don't self-indulge in fear. It is rather unhealthy.
However, what about me? I do not feel the fear they do. I do not panic like they do. Hell, I was happily playing Fifa 2007 the afternoon before the paper. Does this mean I do not care? I slept like a log the night before. My fear was that I would wake up late, skip prayers and pay dearly for it. Fortunately, that was not the case. Yet, I do Care. I just haven't shown in a physical form. I guess it's partly a gift from God that he has kept me calm through such trials of life. I must be grateful for this.
Life after General Paper has been dull to say the least. What do you expect? It's the season that I signed up for since I received my O Level results 3 years ago. All I can do right now is study, pray and sleep. Although, I do add my PS2 into the mix for an hour or two to keep myself sane. Still, there is nothing much to do. This is already the second day of my last 11 days of preparation for the full swing A Level examination on the 13th November. Hence, social life and fun is a sacrifice that I should have made probably months ago, but I'm going to TRY to sacrifice it now. Better late than never, eh?
Right now, my eyes are as red as a baboon's backside. I have successfully completed an Othello marathon. Staying awake for the last 24hours with nothing but Othello on my mind. I'm getting a hang of doing the Context questions for the text. Exciting. I'm glad I went to the airport to study with Siti lsat night. Overnight studies are proof that I'm an owl because I'm so energised and pumped at night. With shots of expresso, it just keeps me going till 6am. Like clockwork, as soo as it strikes 6am, the lethargy and sinus hits and hits hard. I really should get some sleep. My next target, Silas Marner. The bastard who has no life, literally. Well, at least until he meets Eppie.
Fcuk it. Good morning...
