Wow. School is really killing me. And I guess we're all feeling the pressure now huh? With the school setting the papers higher than national level, hopeless mathematics classes, confusing science lessons and the forever choking coursework, its not wonder that we are all frustrated, and we're all finding an outlet for this frustration, for this vent up anger and confusion within us all.
And I'm this close to ramming my head against the wall, dammit. I'm scared that I will fail all my exams, at this rate I'm going. Maths is so screwed up, science is so confusing, expecially physics, cobined humanities require so much memorising, and F&N....don't even talk about it. To think that mid years are less than a week away and O levels are just months away..wow. Someone just gun me with an AK-47 already.
Just now my dad saw my exam timetable and he was like, exam coming already arh..HOW'S YOUR PREPARATION???GOT CONFIDENCE OR NOT??? [he always asked me this before examinations.] and I'm like shaking my head meekly [hey, I gotta be honest with that guy] and he was like, WHAT?!?!?!? HALFWAY THROUGHT THE YEAR ALREADY AND YOU'RE TELLING ME YOU'RE NOT CONFIDENT?!?!?!
And because of the aforementioned pent up frustration due to the factors listed above, I sort of went beserk and everything blurted out. The unfairness of F&N coursework, the stressful mathematics lessons, the constant fear and worry that has been constanly nagging me at the back of my head....everything just came pouring out and anyone who was listening might have thought that I was giving my dad a lecture. Of which I have no intention of doing so of course, with all due respect. And the look on my dad's face was like, *shock* and then he mumbled, "well...just..try your best...." and then he faster scram out of the room.
He had enough run ins with my mum to know that he should get out of our way when we are in a pms-y mood. That guy is smart. Gotta give him credit for it.
Ahh well. My sister is howling like a monkey, jumping around the house while trying to rip the head off my teddy bear. Which indicate that its time for me to go off. Bye.
