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Sunday, December 06, 2009
Funny feelings. That's the title of this post. These funny feelings that I'm talking about is most likely not what you're thinking about. Then what funny feelings am I having, you may ask? Lets read on.
I feel like continuing my JC life next year. Like going back to school, studying like a retard - the hardest I've studied in all 12 years, and having fun. Yes, fun.
I know I've made a lot of posts in the past that have really damned my school to the bone, and you'll find them if you search hard enough (I've taken the direct links off, and turned some of them into drafts, I find them kind of gross now). For some reason, I want the JC experience to continue. I've been living my two years, eagerly waiting for the life I'm living now to arrive. Now that its really here, I find that it kind of sucks. I'm bored, and I've foreseen my life for the next three months to be a repetitive cycle of waking up, breakfast, newspapers, daily websites (Facebook, Kotaku, etc.), lunch, more websites, gym (blame NS), bathe, dinner, gaming/watch House, sleep, repeat. Other than the possible occasional events, is what I just said going to be how I live my next three months of my life? If yes, then just enlist me earlier. I'm serious about that. Possible occasional events may include watching one or two movies with some people, and that's only going to make up one or two days of those three months. Another event is to get my driving license. My Mom said that I'll learn driving even before I thought about it, so that would be cool.
Now that I've explained the future, its time to explain the past.
When I entered ACJC, it started on an sour note with the really gross orientation. I just hate orientations, don't ask why. Then I went to 1SB2, where it was generally quite good. In fact, it was so good it was scary. Maybe it was because everyone was new and didn't really show their darker sides yet. I decided I hated Economics, and switched it to Geography. That put me in 1SB3. By the way, I'll be making a few confessions here, like House says, everybody lies, a.k.a. everyone has secrets. I saw one orientation group mate, and I didn't like that fact. I didn't really make myself as a friendly or happy person during the orientation period, and I didn't want anything to do with orientation. Besides, on first sight, you'd think he's some sort of uncouth gangster. I didn't like that. Anyway, he turned out to be a great guy.
Previous posts. - These are original posts of my life then, pertaining to each paragraph.
Then I realised that there are a lot of foreigners in my class. During the lecture period of orientation, I sat beside a few China people and got really annoyed by their accent. There were 5 people with that accent in my class. Things seemed to be really going downhill. My form teacher came in, and he seemed like the really fun sort of guy. He was. But that gave him a lot of problems as a teacher, and it made things horrible for all of us. Isn't there anything that went well?
Pre-Fun-O-Rama was annoying, because we all had to stay back to make a racetrack for the car game. It was impressive in the end, but not very functional or fun to play with. It was pretty hard to even complete the track. Fun-O-Rama came, but I found it pretty crappy. I won lots of stuff, thanks to me spending $150 on drinks and games. I guess a carnival is one of those things you shouldn't do alone.
Previous Posts.
Time went by. I sulked, and got annoyed with what I was learning, but life was still relaxing. I didn't really have to study too hard to get by, and I did average for my promos. My project work (PW) group is made up of a great bunch of people, to the point that I miss working with them. That was possibly my first of the "funny feelings" that I had. It was a rather embarrassing funny feeling, since so many hated PW. I also received a birthday card from the class. Not everyone wrote in it, and most of those who wrote just wanted me to talk more. Its a pretty nice card.
Annoying subjects.
We had our first class event in December - a barbecue. It wasn't a very eventful event. All we really did was just barbecue. No games, no play, not much talking. Just a lot of fighting between Ian and Foo. As usual. I got a Christmas card from Janice, the really great class chairman. It was sent by mail, with a candy cane in it. I've never really seen anyone that kind in my life before, other than my Mom. Such kindness starts to give me the other funny feeling you may have been thinking about.
Previous posts.
A new year starts, and Valentine's Day quickly arrives. I get cards here and there, some sweets and snacks. I find myself putting more effort into my work, and its taking a toll on me. I find myself playing a lot less, resulting in me being even more annoyed by the whole JC life and school thing. The sports season came, and I go into that phase of getting pissed off by teachers who force me to go cheer for people. IT week came, and helping to organize it was interesting. The rugby finals came, and I had no choice but to go. Watching from the toilet to get the breeze from the fan was a funny experience but overall the whole cheering thing was pretty darn boring.
Annoyed with school
Ooh, found the cross country post. Yeah, that was definitely fun. How could I have forgot. Saying "hi" to random people, screaming for Milo and getting caught in a really heavy rain that could have rivaled the flood in November 2009.
Previous post.
Then my birthday came again. I expected something, but I definitely didn't expect a slice of cake. The candle and birthday song made things even more special.
More time passed, and there was a small outing before the prelims at Swensen's. All I really remember about it is that we complained a lot about how crappy the breakfast food was, and we poured a lot of maple syrup over everything. Then we were supposed to blame Shaun for some stuff that doesn't even make sense, but that never happened. And I literally teabagged myself (a real teabag if you're dense).
Prelims came and went, our class did well as usual. They moderated my grades to get me my pretty good results, but I wasn't that content because my H2's were bad. The Baccalaureate service came, signaling the last official day of school. I was happy that it ended, because I can finally have my break. Got a lot of souvenirs (gosh I can never spell that word), but I didn't really think about it much. I wanted it to end.
Previous post.
The A-levels came and went, and I did it, hardly talking to anyone when I was in school. I came and left, and the breeze in the wind. You don't notice it unless you want it.
Then on 3 December, we had our final class gathering. I went there, and had fun. I went home and I was like, "geez, its all ending now". I'll hardly ever see them again, I'll hardly ever laugh with them, or listen to their crap (which is funny and enjoyable, really). We're all going our separate ways, and the presence of foreigners would amplify that fact.
Previous post.
I just typed out two years of my life. I didn't talk about my CCA at all, because it just plain sucked. Nothing to say. Move along.
Crappy CCA (2nd half of post).
Comparing these two years of my life with the previous ten years, I've done more in 2 years than in 10 years. My life in those 10 years was basically, go to school, get home, do homework, play, repeat. Which is why I want to go back to a JC life all over again. It might be fear of the future, who knows? We're all afraid of what is to come. What would the army be like? What would university be like? Will there really be office politics when we work? Are we going to be backstabbed to death?
Your JC life. Enjoy it while it lasts. It might possibly be really the best two years of your life, contrary to what I've said in previous posts. It might be tiring and difficult, and you might wish for it to end as soon as possible. But I'm pretty sure that once its over, you'll change your mind.
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