changed some of the extra info on this webpage-blog thing.
well, today was the Chem and A maths papers. I think I can pass A maths! as in, overall. to pull my measly 36/100 up to at least a 55. it's a totally different story for Chem though, because it was a really tough paper (people suspect that it was CAC who set it) and everyone was all suicidal after the paper. it occurred to me that you shouldn't actually discuss the paper after it's finished; you'd just be crying over spilt milk instead of focussing on the next paper.

Wei Fen and I were really quite high this morning, just before the A maths paper. it's no wonder we're all so tired now that the adrenaline has been depleted.

yesterday, I was talking to a friend about church and the general meaning of it. I mean, I'm a Christian and everything, but I'm not baptised, not confirmed, some sundays we don't go to church at all, other sundays we wish we weren't going, etc. It's not very fun having to sit silently during Youth Service watching everyone else (and yes, I mean everyone) talking and laughing and having a ball of a time. occasionally, people (older people, twenty-somethings) come up to me and ask me for my name, even though I've already been going to the same service for 3 years. it's embarrassing, and sometimes the same people ask me for my name, week after week. what's WRONG with me? why do I feel like church is not just a time to socialise with your friends, to catch up on the week's happenings? the people I used to hang out with in church have either hopped churches or moved into a clique of their own. it doesn't help that I don't have a cell group; I just haven't got the time, since cell usually lasts til 1pm and I'd be at a grandparent's house by then. have talked to my dad about it, but nothing was really confirmed, because he'd just get distracted by a noise, or my mum would yell, something. sad, huh? I wonder if people at church have branded me as 'unsociable' or 'uppity'. I'm convinced that if I joined a cell group, I'd actually enjoy going to service more than I do now. maybe I'd even consider going for the youth camp. (the last one I went to was with my friend Gloria, back in pri 3.) at the moment, church is just about worshipping, listening (quietly) to the sermon, singing again, giving money, and going home. where's the socialism in that?

bother. this post is getting quite dreary. I should go study, but my self-control levels are pretty terrible. I mean, today had the 2 most scary papers, and I was playing Audition yesterday. jeeeez.