week 1… one week after week 0… feels kinda good to be back in school… i wonder why? is it the security of having an excuse to procrastinate looking for work? is it the fact that i should feel proud of myself that after screwing up nearly every major juncture of my educational life that i managed to make it this far?
ptoi! to the education system.
ptoi! to streaming.
ptoi! to intellectual elitism.
ptoi! to University Scholars Program.
ptoi! to O levels.
ptoi! to A levels.
after making it this far, i realised that what is important in an education system like ours,and what stays on with you are your experiences: your friends, the good times, the bad times, the people which made you cry, the people who made you stronger, the people who spoke to you, the canteen uncle and auntie who gave you their wisdom.
who cares if you got an A for that essay in your 2nd year in JC? who cares if you topped your entire level for chinese? who cares if you got gold for IPPT? who cares if you won a book prize? who fukin cares?
what matters is that you don’t end up at the end of the educational road and realise that all you have is a shell. devoid of any warm filling or heartfelt moments. devoid of any emotional encounter or bliss.
always treasure your experiences, for one day when all the education has stopped, it is your heart that pushes you along…
*damn.. did i jus spout all that nonsense? hheee..
feelin sick and coughy.. scoff scoff.. 
need some meds and a some tender care.. :[
needs some gentle “sayang-ing”... :\
hehe.. pls ignore me… i tink i’ve gone nuts..
