Image hosted by Photobucket.com
Wednesday, July 21, 2004

tired. that's what i am. that's what we all are. i wonder what i'm going through all this for. i've got a vague inkling but i'm in no mood for that now.
 
today was a weird day. it was fun and happy in a weird way. the missing botox babe allowed us 2 free periods, and me in hadri's jubah to which joshua commented, "i like your cute costume, it reminds me of maotzedung" and the other joshua was like, "nice dress, what race is that supposed to be?", wth?! and the surprising but of course well-accepted lit grades. rehearsal was rather fun too, although it got kinda draggy at the end, and dinner at pizza hut which i wasn't intending to go to at first, forced me to be bold and i had my first real solid meal since friday night! although it was a bit of a chore. yah. and it totally wiped my 50 bucks clean out of my wallet. please return me the moolahs soon! jelita's like so ugh.
 
anyway. i need love. love to fill my life with purpose. purpose. purple. pursuit. purchase. purloin. purgatory. purvis. ok goodness me, that last word had no connection with all the rest. totally. (my life must be bloody damned sad to require that.)
 
and i should really learn to keep my mouth shut and curb the irrepressible (notice how my choice of words indicate that i already think it's a lost cause?) vibes that just emanate out of me without control. what goes around comes around, inevitably. you weren't expecting this to be a feel-good film, were you? goodness gracious me, welcome to the real world boy. your so-called chaos (thank you alanis!) was really nothing at all.
 
anyway, commontest results are finally all out. in order of alphabetical merit, they are BCDO, and B3. i'm not naming them, but you can probably infer which are which. am pleasantly pleased (redundant repetition for you, yes.) that it's not far off from my estimated/projected/aimed for grades of BCDE. in fact, my O was 2% off from an E. somehow i have this uncanny knack of knowing my own abilities so that i don't set myself ridiculous high or low goals, and i'll always reach them. that worked in sec4, don't see why it can't now too. it's proven itself already.
 
breakdown:
B - could have been better, but it's already at quite a good percentile already, so i'll just be content with my lot. (hmm, people of raveloe eh?) there's room for improvement, just gotta work harder a bit. am the closest to S paper for this subject.
C - it's somewhat of a maintainence of standard, we can only go up from here. of course, i was lucky with my bout of shamelessness, but who gives a damn. a real borderline, and i was really lucky with this.
D - unbelievable, for the amount of effort put in in studying and the actual paper. i thought i would screw this. quite terrible, but i'm gonna be a blame-shifter and attribute all it to my lack of interest in the subject.
O - this was a high O. which is what pisses me off the most. but i couldn't be bothered to try to save it anyway, so just left it be. expected to get much worse for it, but we can always thank the one above for leniency, can't we?
 
B3 - there's only one AO subject i take, so there's no point disguising the fact that i loathe whoever marked my compre paper, because i think my 6/15 is TOTALLY unjustified for use of language. they're sinking into the hcl changwensuoduan trap of allocating you language marks based on how many points you got for the content. which i don't see as a very fair way of awarding marks.  the essay was ok. i suppose doing a hard question can be considered a mitigating factor? -shrugs-
 
it's hard to fail for arts, but even harder to excel in it.
 
now why the hell did i just write all that for? what an utter waste of time. time that could have been spent sleeping. i wish i could hibernate for 1 and a half years. then i wouldn't have to see some cretin in this hellhole for 800. shucks. my temper and anger need working on too.



quixoticka eulogized @ 11:47:00 pm