I have a confession.
Whenever i see kids in ACJC uniforms ... i am jealous. A tiny part of me is just dying to be one of them. Of course that's just unrealistic of me. For one thing the COP (cut-off point) to enter there is: IMPOSSIBLE.
Also this is my second time taking O levels, really, what are the odds that i could make it there if i couldn't even make it into a poly?
(for the record, i couldn't enter into a poly ONLY because i FAILED MATH, otherwise i would be there now. So to all taking Os this year,
DON'T FREAKING FAIL MATH, IT'LL RUIN YOUR LIFE.)
I see them as a motivation oddly enough. At least if i can't make it there, i could enter into a decent poly course of my choice right?
Ohhh silly me. MOVING ON ..
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I've decided to start a few projects that could keep me entertained (& at home, NEED TO STOP GOING OUT SO OFTEN) for the next few weeks/months:
1) WALLOFSTUFFPROJECT.
So basically this year I finally have a bedroom of my own & the walls are rather empty. Inspired by Charlie Mcdonnel I have decided to start with KIMBERLY'S WALL 1.0 . I'll post photos of my progress as time goes by.
2) PAINTING&ALLOTHERTHINGSARTSY
I have started painting again recently, Hope to finish a 'collection' within 2-3 months. I haven't really thought of a concept tho so my current paintings are all just practice.
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My self esteem issues have kind of died down just a little bit. for the first time this year, i'll be wearing a dress for the play im watching tomorrow! i'll be watching Oliver Twist! It'll be a good time for me to remind myself why i love theatrical acting in the first place.
(oh yes, this is my first time watching a proper play *excited!*)
I'll attempt to write a review on it as well. We'll see.
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Things i ought to remember:
1) You sing, act, write, paint all for the fun of it. Do it because you enjoy it & it makes you happy, not because you wish to seek attention/fame from it. There is no need for perfection as well.
2) Focus. O levels is drawing near. Do the best that you can. Do well = getting into SP/NP next year.
3) Look, he's never gonna like you. I don't think he ever did. After all, no one does.
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Oh hey, yes i miss you.
I miss being in your room oddly enough.
Take me back to December, those were the best few weeks of my life.
I wonder if you ever think of me at all. Labels: guitar, life