Results, results, results

What an exciting day. It's always exciting to get back results. Nerve-wrackingly exciting. First, there was the ominous lead-up to the results in the morning, beginning with Mr Yoong's prayer. "Lord, strengthen the JC1s as they take back their papers..." Then there was chapel, with the teacher saying how 44.5 can become 45 marks, etc. "God will make a way." haha, I agree, but um...wrong context... Then finally Canon Benson, who chose to speak on perserverance. "The results are not the end of the road... We must perservere onwards..."

With so many consoling words to steel the J1s, I think we got the hint that the impending storm was going to be bad.

And just when we thought it would break, the police came to give a talk. ........ Who gives a talk about common offences to JC students?? It was about all the usual boring stuff. Shoplifting, rioting, outrage of modesty... Don't do these things. They get you jailed and caned. yadayadayada. They should give me an award for promoting their message here...

And so the storm broke. And how. It was a rollercoaster ride of emotions for me, going down, then levelling off, then up again. At the end, I think I'm pleased with what I got overall. Some could have been done better, but I guess I should give God the glory for seeing me through and granting me good results. (Good as in in relation to the cohort. I'm not getting into any university with these grades)

I have a feeling next year's J2 Arts cohort will be significantly smaller... It's really sad, cos I don't want to see some people go. I hope they all promote.

I realised something. It's becoming all too common to see people around me saying how they study hard but never seem to get the questions right. When this happens once or twice it's fine, but when a person faces this sort of setback time and time again, it gets really demoralising. Is our education system designed to demoralise people? I wonder that perhaps it isn't fine tuned enough to sift out students into the courses most suited for them. Some are just lazy, and won't work hard. But what about those who study hard and yet do badly? Sometimes it just won't click, and you pray and pray it will. As I type I'm reminded of my time struggling with A Maths. Now that was a mixture of laziness to practise and confusion. I think deep inside I was never cut out for math. To all those struggling out there, don't give up. I'm sure one day it will all click. If it doesn't, well, you probably weren't suited for the course anyway... But one must make do with what one has I guess.

Open House tomorrow!! We decided to do up the booth tomorrow morning. No one's going to wait till 4 today to enter the silly hall. Typical council efficiency really...


vicks: Farmer Soldier is an oxymoron... And I don't think I'll be very happy going into ns with sounds of laughter at my back...

liz: you're right, I probably won't survive halfway through ns. That is, if I make it halfway through in the first place... Which is another reason why I'm not looking forward to farewell assembly...

kelly: yeah, sad isn't it? your class is like that too?