My hair's getting long again, wondering if I should go back to my old stylist or new one.
Exams have been dreadful, all doom and gloom. The Accounts paper today almost killed me, I barely made it out alive. All the colours of the world seemed brighter when I came out of the hall after the paper.
I was just complaining to Mrs Chow the other day about how I can't believe that money is a subject. Wouldn't life be simpler if we just counted the cash in our hands instead of make accounts of it, in the bank, in the cashbook, etc etc? Who the hell came up with the subject, anyway?! He's out to make my life miserable.
I really have to do something about my Math. It's atrocious, I know. I keep asking people how to improve it, and they tell me, again and again, to practise, but you don't just simply say "just practise" to someone who's been failing the bloody subject for 10 years now.
Some of the smart kids in my class, like Wei Lin, always puts this smirk on her face when I talk about how difficult Accounts and Math is for me. She aces every subject except English. It's fair to say that not many people are bi-lingual. I'm not bi-lingual. My Mandarin sucks, and I know it, but that's no reason to smirk at me.
You know, I'd rather be where I am, trying hard but failing many subjects, than be where Wei Lin is, doing well at almost every subject. I may not be smart academically, but I have dreams and determination, at least I'm not some clueless zombie who stares at text-workbooks every second I'm awake.
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