M463
Today, I am preparing the unknown battle with certain knowledges but not confident of winning it.
I go to Gek Poh ville CC to use their study room to do last minute revision. I wait for this auntie to finish talking on phone for 15 minutes and she just says sorry as easy as ABC.She does not know the importance of time for me at this moments. I just give her a catty look and proceed up. I just did only 1hr of revision and go back home. Talking about a quickies.
The more I revise, the more questions I ask and these lead to more doubts and then more stress because more questions are unanswerable.I do my best actually. I have my lunch at home and get ready to go school. Today, I wear Zara shirt with a pink cap. I go out and seek attention again. I reach school early, therefore have another quickies of revision at Canteen B before going to Hall L. My heart is pumping hard whenever the time keeps running.
I walk to hall L, bump into Kailing and Eileen at the entrance. I even see that bitch in pink.How coincident! The paper is really really tough.Luckily Gary told me to study velocity diagrams yesterday. I spent half hour flipping the paper and canceling the things I suppose to write down. I am not that confident at all. I really hate fluid engineering. I want to graduate. It is really two and half hours of mental torture. It drains my energy and kills my brain cells in minutes.
After that, I quickly rush out and take a bus 179 at canteen A. I bump into someone whom I am not keen to have a conversation - my ex neighbour in hall 12. He also takes same paper as mine and this is the only paper he takes but he is working outside. He tells me that no matter how well prepared one study for this paper, the questions can never be similar to the tutorials and ten years series.
I buys some snack at Old Chang Kee stall and take a train to Somerset to att5end Hatha Fusion Yoga, with the hope to destress my mind and body. Apparently. it is not. It is so pressurizing when you realise that you have a stiff muscle and cannot do most of the postures during the session. Plus, Mazie notices me and shouts - you in green singlet, must try , no matter what, go and try out. It is ok if you cannot do but try. I am perspiring like hell and she asks me to do those sorts of posture which deems impossible for me. I just love seeing ehr doing those posture but when i look at myself in the mirror - I look like a doll with dysfunctional limbs. Very ugly sight
Then i continue my cardio - body combat after that. The class is damn crowded and I cannot even do any high jumps or kicks. I sweat it out like nobody business despite feeling a little uncomfortable suddenly. I skipped the warm down and go for a shower to cool down my warm body. Then I made a mistake by going to steamroom , with intention of burning the love handles.
Once I go home, I feel feverish. plus the aircon in the bus make me feel more sick and I am down with flu and cold. From this moment, I am sick. I should not go to gym and work it out, but instead go home and catch up with my sleep. Bad moves. I keep sneezing and sneezing during the journay. I look and feel bad alright.
I sleep early today and skip those snacks and food my mum bought from outside. No appetitie.
I go to Gek Poh ville CC to use their study room to do last minute revision. I wait for this auntie to finish talking on phone for 15 minutes and she just says sorry as easy as ABC.She does not know the importance of time for me at this moments. I just give her a catty look and proceed up. I just did only 1hr of revision and go back home. Talking about a quickies.
The more I revise, the more questions I ask and these lead to more doubts and then more stress because more questions are unanswerable.I do my best actually. I have my lunch at home and get ready to go school. Today, I wear Zara shirt with a pink cap. I go out and seek attention again. I reach school early, therefore have another quickies of revision at Canteen B before going to Hall L. My heart is pumping hard whenever the time keeps running.
I walk to hall L, bump into Kailing and Eileen at the entrance. I even see that bitch in pink.How coincident! The paper is really really tough.Luckily Gary told me to study velocity diagrams yesterday. I spent half hour flipping the paper and canceling the things I suppose to write down. I am not that confident at all. I really hate fluid engineering. I want to graduate. It is really two and half hours of mental torture. It drains my energy and kills my brain cells in minutes.
After that, I quickly rush out and take a bus 179 at canteen A. I bump into someone whom I am not keen to have a conversation - my ex neighbour in hall 12. He also takes same paper as mine and this is the only paper he takes but he is working outside. He tells me that no matter how well prepared one study for this paper, the questions can never be similar to the tutorials and ten years series.
I buys some snack at Old Chang Kee stall and take a train to Somerset to att5end Hatha Fusion Yoga, with the hope to destress my mind and body. Apparently. it is not. It is so pressurizing when you realise that you have a stiff muscle and cannot do most of the postures during the session. Plus, Mazie notices me and shouts - you in green singlet, must try , no matter what, go and try out. It is ok if you cannot do but try. I am perspiring like hell and she asks me to do those sorts of posture which deems impossible for me. I just love seeing ehr doing those posture but when i look at myself in the mirror - I look like a doll with dysfunctional limbs. Very ugly sight
Then i continue my cardio - body combat after that. The class is damn crowded and I cannot even do any high jumps or kicks. I sweat it out like nobody business despite feeling a little uncomfortable suddenly. I skipped the warm down and go for a shower to cool down my warm body. Then I made a mistake by going to steamroom , with intention of burning the love handles.
Once I go home, I feel feverish. plus the aircon in the bus make me feel more sick and I am down with flu and cold. From this moment, I am sick. I should not go to gym and work it out, but instead go home and catch up with my sleep. Bad moves. I keep sneezing and sneezing during the journay. I look and feel bad alright.
I sleep early today and skip those snacks and food my mum bought from outside. No appetitie.
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