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Hallo world.
The keypad now feels really unfamiliar to me because to be honest, I haven't sat down in front of a computer and tried to type for ages. Yes, even for official school work.
I can't even believe how busy and engrossed I am in my academic life that beyond that academic life, I practically don't have a life.
Everything is just happening in a whirlwind, and I'm trying my best not to get too caught up with rubbish and nonsense to even care if my blog is being updated, or whether I have a new Facebook status, which very obviously I don't really care two hoots about right now.
If you were to plot my social life on a graph right now, it would be just a steep slope going down, or in chemistry terms, a "cooling graph", which would basically mean that it's going downhill. Right.
Look at me. Too influenced by my Sciences to even switch that part of me off, even when I'm typing a post.

3M has been really great so far, but nothing compared to my memories of 2/2, though we're developing just fine as a class. Lots of funny things happen in class, which can take away some of the stress, but at the end of the day, we're staring at a whole bunch and pile and stack of homework that has to be completed within the next two days, or we're facing irresponsible teachers who don't bother to keep the stack of newly and nicely-printed notes in good condition to give out to their students, or we're facing irresponsible behaviour from the school management by thrusting us into this hell of a system.
Everyone has been complaining. But who is really listening, I wonder.
It can't be helped that we all have our own stress(es), it's in all forms.
CCA-wise, naturally. We'd all have to step up one day to assume positions that we'd always expected to be beyond our capabilities.
For me, Council would definitely be a new challenge. I'd have to slog my guts out to be "a better student".
I'd have to manage my time even better. I'd have to juggle 5 balls on my hands. As if I didn't have enough on my plate already, I have to cope with all the shits that have been happening in my non-academic life, and take them in my stride as though I'm OK with them, though clearly I'm not.
Which leads me to wonder, do I really deserve all this? Do I really want my life to be like this? How can I make my life better, or is it my problem? Should I change my attitude towards things?
But all this doesn't really lead to a suitable solution, I guess.
In the end, I'd still be stuck here, complaining, droning and whining to myself when I can't do anything. My hands are tied.

At the same time, I'm trying to be "a better friend" as well. I feel like I've been improving on that aspect, as compared to previous times when certain incidents have happened. I'm better able to take control of my emotions, and direct them to better outlets of anger.
I've taken comfort in the fact that no matter what happens, it's all going to be alright, and I still have my own little self to talk to and to encourage, no matter how mad that sounds. But in the meantime, I'm just gonna have to hang in there, and hang on tight, and not give up, because I've worked so hard for this moment, and it's impossible to let go at this juncture.

Common Test week has just past, and I feel like I'm going back to my "eleventh-hour-hug-Buddha-leg" symptom, which is bad. Sec3 life has my life hanging on a thread, and I'm finding it hard to find my balance again. But that's life for you. They always say, "when life gives you lemons..." And blah.

Hope everyone had a nice CNY 2011. Well, I kind of did. Though I spent the last few waking moments of my CNY 2011 studying for Chemistry.
Wishing everyone good luck in getting back our CT results.
Cross our fingers yeah.
The hereby dead brain cells are signing off.

P.S.: The reason why this blog post appears to be "chim" with weird English applied is because I'm reading The Cupid Effect by Dorothy Koomson. It's really affecting my English, in a good positive way, now.