Today was quite a good day, really :) it's quite refreshing to have this sudden breeze of optimism after the past few days filled with stifling moodiness. we're playing floorball now for tuesday PE lessons, which although isn't exactly like hockey, will still serve as a welcome substitute for my nostalgia. much against my will, i have become the go-to man for floorball despite being a hockey player (they are NOT the same!). still, it was great to be able to play a stick sport at all after leaving hockey for so long. ended up overexerting myself a bit, getting muscle aches in the ankles and calfs and blisters on both big toes (especially since i was wearing my strictly no running shoes), but it's totally worth it, and i'll play just as hard next week :) i also found out that there are no more chinese lessons from now on, so my tuesdays now end at 1.30pm :D spent my new-found free time in the library with 10% doing homework and 90% watching lionel turn his pencil case into a stationery warship. and darrell's replacing me for Get Bo(u)lder, so i can finally stop feeling guilty over quitting the team so last-minute. and to top it all off, i got back my H3 math paper today and i FREAKING PASSED. with a FREAKING MERIT GRADE :D it sounds quite impressive but it's actually 55.2%, which means i just barely scraped a merit grade, but it's technically indistinguishable from a 59.4% so i am damn happy with it. i find it quite ironic that i can score better for a H3 subject than my H2 chem. it just means that i need to work harder, i guess. for both subjects, really. in fact, why not just go all the way for all subjects? well, probably because it's much easier said than done :/
i have a gut feeling that we'll be getting back GP and H2 math results tomorrow. just a little bit more, and the suspense and dread will finally end. only to give way to blind frenzy.
oh, reading people's facebook statuses just reminded me that tomorrow is the career and scholarship fair. yet another one, except this time conviniently situated in NJC. it can only mean MORE FREE STUFF :D of course, it also provides crucial information for our life-changing decision of what to do with our lives after JC, but free stuff always comes first.
i thought that the injury had healed. i thought that after simply applying some medicine or bandage and waiting for a long time, the wound would heal. how naive of me to think that such a deep cut would ever heal. flesh has been ripped, blood has been spilled. all the time in the world will never erase the scar, the permanent reminder that sometime, somewhere in the past, a friendship had died. though with enough cosmetic products, sometimes i can imagine that the scar was never there, even if the self-deception can only last for a few minutes.
bleh, enough of the emo talk. today was 70% good, which is an A, which means that i should stop emoing.
