Being nostalgic these past few days. Kept having recurring dreams consisting of all my childhood/secondary friends.
I remember how my class in primary 6 was broken into and the window panels removed a few weeks before PSLE. Haha. Someone supposedly wanted to steal our files and notes. -.--
Then in Secondary 4. we removed the window panels so that I could fit through and slip into the class to collect stuff we left behind on Saturday mornings before Maths. haha.
Ohh, and how Fatin and I actually sneaked into school on a Saturday evening when it was locked and there was no one around and we desperately needed to collect the costumes that were due that evening. We had to squeeze in between the metal gate and the greeen wire thingy, after climbing the gate. Lol. I missed those days when everything was so free and easy.
So, its about one month to Prelims, and lesser than 100 days to the big As itself. I'm not sure if I can actually meet up to the expectations, or my own for that matter. My language is deteriorating, and I'm actually reading constantly. At least, I got an ACMI for Chemistry. ( SCMI = Sure can make it, ACMI = Actually can make it, MFBWY = May the force be with you ) Haha. Go figure. Maths is constant practice, someone who did 3 hours of maths told me, and ML, lols. Lets not go there.
The large ulcer and vein sticking out stuff in my mouth is actually doing me one big favour. I've talked lesser over the course of these past few days because I'm reduced to cringing in pain everytime I move my mouth. And I have to stick my tongue in an awkward position to ease the pain, such that I am actually sounding like I have a lisp. Su-go-eh.