After all
They moderated my Bio up to an A1. So my L1R5 has dropped all the way to 9. Minus bonus, that's 5. O-o
Mixed feelings... I was rather looking forward to going to MJC actually. All those nice, nice facilities! Oh well. VJC will suck me happily in. I hope I don't find myself in a class full of prediminantly Chinese-Singlish speaking bimbos. Otherwise I will have no friends. Assuming I get in.
Am going to VJC partlybecause it is the sole school that offers Theatre Studies as an A-level subject. Otherwise I'm not sure I want to go there as badly as I do at the moment. It's campus is older than I am. I mean, look at VS, the secondary version of VJC. It's got six storeys and a posh green glass facade that makes it look like a shopping mall. All the classrooms are air-conditioned. The walls are painted in pretty colours and they've got lecture theatres to die for. In VJC the roofs are of the corrugated-metal sort you find in the old (and rapidly disappearing) cookie-cutter primary schools the government had had to churn out decades ago to meet the needs of a booming birth rate. The walls are a dubious white and the fish pond is pebbled and cemented in a lovely old-fashioned kidney shape, which I seem to find in schools everywhere. And although VJC is reputed to have a particularly strong spirit, I seem to recognise it as the DHS kind, which is entirely probable since over half the student population there is entirely comprised of DHS students anyway. And the DHS kind, when it doesn't make you stand up and do stupid cheering competitions for sheer boredom, is the kind that irritates the hell out of you when the peer support leaders cluster around and row you for innocently reading your book because you're not interested in who got seventh position in the 0.004 m long jump. I feel quite sad. But theatre studies is going to be worth it. And I hope the Art Club there will be too ^^. I have... high hopes.
Don't believe my grumbling. VJC is probably nothing like all that stuff I said. But then, read the first two stanzas of 'the Path Not Taken' by Robert Frost and you'll know what I mean.
Meanwhile, mugging for the O levels, and having a hell of a time getting everyone in the two GEP classes to write things in my autograph book.
Do you see the l33tness of my acronyms? I love acronyms. They confuse wonderfully.
Good night.
Noli manere, manare in memoria...
Mixed feelings... I was rather looking forward to going to MJC actually. All those nice, nice facilities! Oh well. VJC will suck me happily in. I hope I don't find myself in a class full of prediminantly Chinese-Singlish speaking bimbos. Otherwise I will have no friends. Assuming I get in.
Am going to VJC partlybecause it is the sole school that offers Theatre Studies as an A-level subject. Otherwise I'm not sure I want to go there as badly as I do at the moment. It's campus is older than I am. I mean, look at VS, the secondary version of VJC. It's got six storeys and a posh green glass facade that makes it look like a shopping mall. All the classrooms are air-conditioned. The walls are painted in pretty colours and they've got lecture theatres to die for. In VJC the roofs are of the corrugated-metal sort you find in the old (and rapidly disappearing) cookie-cutter primary schools the government had had to churn out decades ago to meet the needs of a booming birth rate. The walls are a dubious white and the fish pond is pebbled and cemented in a lovely old-fashioned kidney shape, which I seem to find in schools everywhere. And although VJC is reputed to have a particularly strong spirit, I seem to recognise it as the DHS kind, which is entirely probable since over half the student population there is entirely comprised of DHS students anyway. And the DHS kind, when it doesn't make you stand up and do stupid cheering competitions for sheer boredom, is the kind that irritates the hell out of you when the peer support leaders cluster around and row you for innocently reading your book because you're not interested in who got seventh position in the 0.004 m long jump. I feel quite sad. But theatre studies is going to be worth it. And I hope the Art Club there will be too ^^. I have... high hopes.
Don't believe my grumbling. VJC is probably nothing like all that stuff I said. But then, read the first two stanzas of 'the Path Not Taken' by Robert Frost and you'll know what I mean.
Meanwhile, mugging for the O levels, and having a hell of a time getting everyone in the two GEP classes to write things in my autograph book.
Do you see the l33tness of my acronyms? I love acronyms. They confuse wonderfully.
Good night.
Noli manere, manare in memoria...
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