Last day of January; how time flies.
It’s near the end of the 5th week in RJ. Am very proud to say that I haven’t fallen asleep in a single lecture/tutorial! I’ve also donned my JC uniform, which is the first uniform I’ve worn that does not involve a pinafore. It’s really comfy, but having worn a pinafore as part of school attire for the past ten years (all in different shades of blue!), I keep trying to push down my non-existent belt. In terms of academics, I’ve been diligently completing my homework but neglecting studying. I’ve a newfound interest in Economics, and my love for Literature is slowly regenerating. We have a wonderful Geography tutor, who really is the one person keeping my interest in the subject. (and of course, there is Claire and her capitals game) GP has been bad; I am embarassed over my lack of general knowledge and inquisitivity, and my sub-standard English. I really need to improve. Math has been…well…Math. Let’s just leave it at that.
I spent some time contemplating my CCA choices. Had half a mind to try to auditioning as a drummer for Jazz/Rock, but it was pretty much against my values – playing with random people you meet in a CCA doesn’t mean playing as a band. And I don’t want to play with people I’ve no chemistry with. So I’m back in Guitar (no surprises) and possibly One Earth.
I’ve also decided to retake Chinese, with Claire. It is a good decision, I say.
So my life’s really been pretty fulfilling, going home completely spent everyday, looking forward to the next, enjoying everything I do, what more can I ask for? Yet I feel hopeless and dejected at most points. Scholarship Interview left me in a dilemma, Chinese O’s results left me regretting the times I slept in Chinese lessons, Theory results left me in regrets and guilt as well. That’s $200 wasted, just like that. But then again, Chinese and Theory were things of the past, and now I’m suffering for my sins in 2007. There’s just so many things I feel that I could have done better, so much better. But it’s all too late, and we can’t turn back time so I’ll just have to learn to move on.
Be less of a worrier, more of a warrior.
And yet in the midst of everything, something is missing.
I haven’t jammed in more than a month. This is not good for my health. Chris? Louise? Amanda? Claire? Save me???


