For everything that's yet to be done, to all as it seems, its over.

Oh yeah or so it feels like. Except for that physics mcq paper that lurks tmrw, otherwise, A levels, woh, what an end.

The finishing didnt really feel that bad, its always the period leading up to it that feels like the darkest moment. Appears to be so, since almost everyone, including myself, would try to compare how it feels like to O levels times. Same MOE thingie, same system, just 2 years apart. Makes it all the more natural to link the two periods together.

Which is more stressful? I cant tell, its all the same. Being ever optimistic seems to have its pros.


BUt otherwise, yea now thats what got me stuck in the sch library here now with pretty much nothing much better to do than walk around and do some random practice. THey say the last fight is always the most spectacular, and i agreed.
They just never said that it applies for exams, and even more not so with a weirdo time table like this . ZZZ


SCHOOL!~~~
Whatever not is there to be missed, which amounts to plenty, all those things yet to be done and faces yet to be seen and greetings not exchanged. Worries, toilings , amusement, learning, growing up .

Yea growing up.

Guess today, or tomorrow at least, walking out the school gate would hold great meanings. As when stepping into the school compound for the first time about 2 years back, we've all changed. Safe to say, we've all grown up. We've all been shaped into what we are now, its time to move on. Yea tmrw , tmrw it is.

I'll feel lost after exams, without trainings , without a team to belong to , without a purpose or timetable to follow. Yes its time , time to grow up.

This close , I guess i have nothing much to say.

Its here at the doorstep, taking on the role of a proper student again. An exam to face. THE Exam to face. While melancholy seems to dangle in the air, stress levels, long absent, transcends to stratospheric levels.

Maybe its not the stress of the exam, its the anticipation, the impact it could potentially have on our future.
Ironic it may be, for what we thought a demi-potent human, has to enslaved by paper. Literally.
Much things to care about, much more left to be done. I would have learnt to appreciative of such lifestyles , studying studying and more studying, at least there's a purpose to what we do.

If God is present in this, then let it go according to that divine plan ordained for our good. I'm tired, like , tired. I want my life back, but i don't know what kind of life would i get back.

I wish you were here with me again..