The day I went “peace out”

I bade goodbye to my year 2 semester 1 officially today. (:

It wasn’t easy sustaining till today while watching so many of my friends who have ended their exams like a week before. But I am glad I made it. And the feeling of freedom is great. I feel so liberated.

And what’s holidays without kick starting it with some singing and kbox lovee.

(((:

Honestly, I am feeling so drained and exhausted right now. And tomorrow will be a long day ahead. But yet, I refuse to sleep. I just want to enjoy the joys of procrastinating right now, without having to remind myself constantly that I have something else more important to do.

The December will be a good one, I just know it will. (:

I have lost hope in doing well.

Never have I felt so disappointed in my life.

I screwed up the paper, and I screwed it up pretty badly.

Because of that, I reflected on my entire semester on my way back. It was then that I realised the past 3 months I was doing crap.

Now the paper seems like a nightmare to me. I dreamt of it even when I was sleeping and I even thought of a more appropriate and correct answer for that question which would probably fetch me more marks when I was preparing to sleep.

I don’t know why life is so bad. Something is wrong, but I don’t know what is.

 

Somebody please save me.

 

The start of the 2-weeks long battle.

One paper down.

I can finally put aside this super thick and heavy textbook for the rest of my NUS life. I must say today’s paper was alright, like how I always feel after any other NM paper. Despite that, grades doesn’t seem to reflect well every time though. So all I can do now is hope for the best, for I had already done mine.

 

 

Or maybe not.

Just yesterday I was feeling all panicky because I hadn’t fully utilized my time effectively. To worsen to the situation, I woke up with a heavy head and it well-maintained for the rest of the day. I hate to feel drowsy when I had to study intensively.

So yup, that sums up my wonderful “eve of exam”. For now, I simply want to remain hopeful for the paper I had just completed and for the rest of the upcoming papers.

Now I know why I had wanted to apply for Work and Travel so much. It is precisely because of such pressures (university and grades) that pushed me into escaping. Just yesterday when I was forcing myself to sleep at 11.30pm, I suddenly missed my Work and Travel friends a lot. ):

 

Humans, why are we so fickle. why do we always appreciate things only when it’s gone forever.

 

Retail therapy…

works really well.

 

$20 yesterday. another $30 today.

these are expenses on top of money spent on food and drinks while mugging.

To think I was trying so hard not to online shop but $50 just flew away like that when the shopping experience comes alive. ):

 

Never should have entered the world of stats.

Because once you enter, it leaves you wondering what the hell is SPSS and the many other tests about.

And seriously, we shouldn’t be worrying bout this during reading week.

Thank goodness I have peiwen to combat this mini war with me. (: