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Wednesday, October 19, 2005


It's that time of year again.. Yeap, that one. The one that follows closely behind any kind of examination you've just had, that most people dread and is mostly of vital importance to your next year (if you have one) and such. And with this time of year, emerges a very diverse group of people with startlingly similar characteristics. For some of them that is.. You'll have a group of people who do consistently well, and look upon this time of year (TTOY) as any other day, especially since they know they'll do well, what's not to know? It happens all the time anyway.

The second group of people would be those that have worked extremely hard just to not be disappointed TTOY, who frown and worry before it happens, but once the grades come back, are normal just like everyone else.

The third, are those that don't study very hard and don't really care. Extremely rare species here though, especially if you want to graduate at the end of two years with decent grades.

The fourth, people who do decently well and muck their way about most of the time, relying on either big test to pull them out of the dangerous ravine they dangle in. (in ExCeeDingly glOomy places)

And of course our all time favourite (please don't take this seriously) the group of people who do fantastically well, but are lamenting over their inability to a) score full marks b) thrash the top (or be at the top with a significant 10+ mark range between him/her and the next person) c) take 3/2 S papers

The fifth, in reality being the most annoying and repulsive group, is often unaware or oblivious to every other person's presence around them. Apparently someone struggling to maintain 4 A level subjects with promotion is not often sighted within their radar and as such result in slightly more than tactless phrases coming out of their mouths.

Somehow, no matter where we go, the fifth group is always present in one form or another. Previous weepings of "we're all going to die!" have presented themselves in other forms not quite unlike it's predecessor. Of course they all serve the same function, to dig for compliments, reassurance or it's just something to pass the time away. Either way, it's still irritating.

I know this school boasts some of the brightest in the country, but what is the use of all this knowledge when sufficient EQ is not present? The competitive world that is grades has sucked us inside ever since we've had uniforms to put on and interaction with other people. Beating yourself, to some people, is never nearly as fun as beating someone else, even if you like that person a lot. The pretty single alphabets that jump off the script onto the certificate seem to be the only thing that brands/ranks us properly, and everyone is fighting for a piece of that 4A A1 2distinctions sort of paper.

Hmm. Anyway, I'm sorry if I happen to fit the description of an obnoxious group 5 person, especially since I'm mostly elated due to the improvement I made and not much else. =( And besides, I don't really fit the criteria I guess. I'm quite content to have my promotion with 4A level subjects intact. =)

In other issues.. I have a horrible temper and ought to learn to keep check on it. =( Niaoing people is not a good habit or hobby. Must.Learn.To.Stop! X( Talking nicely to other people doesn't always get you what you want, but it makes you feel good anyway, especially if that person is obnoxious. We can't all have our cake and eat it, and cherry picking is not a highly recommended job. Decisions have to be made sooner or later, no matter how painful, and the consequences just have to be borne. Without regrets should be my lifelong motto, except I can't really not regret till I've been through it. Mm. That's it.