Hey ya'll. I got my result back...less then what I expected. WAYYY less. L1 R5 = 26, L1 R4 = 19. Great, maybe I can go for the political sciences course?! Who the heck takes that anyway? Idiots. That horrible old witch gave me 68.0 for my paper 2 Art. Sure, that's the top of the class but I mean...2 marks, can't you just give a BIT more. Like they say, ART is a SUBJECTIVE subject. Sigh...I failed A math, Physics and both my humanities...[lit and combine history/SS] So this june holidays I am just destined to be copying notes, notes and more notes to increase my writing speed. At least I got my distinction for English. That one is a MUST, no excuses. Anyway, I am pretty pleased with my composition. So I thought of posting it up since I don't really have anything urgent to do. Note, anything within a [] is a edit that I think should be made.

Mid Year Exams 2008 English Paper 1 Section 1: Aspirations
As a child, I have always dreamt of that moment where I could be free of all problems and just soar in the skies. When people asked what I wanted to be when I grow up, I would enthusiastically reply: "I want to be a pilot!" My mother usually disapproved of it. It was because of my two left feet and she would say,"If you can't even walk on a flat surface without tripping over, keep to the ground.", when ever I tripped up or fell down. I have come a long way now, to where I was[am].
I looked out into the misty rain, the flight was scheduled for departure at 8.15 pm. "There's going to be a delay tonight, Cap'n." Fred declared. He was mocking me, ever since we were undergraduates at the National University, he had been my best friend and my arch rival. This time I outdid him and managed to get posted as a captain and he was my navigator for this flight. "Well, you just focus on the route." I replied, trying to sound strong and in control.
Truth is, this is my first official flight ever since the training glider in the academy. And I was getting nervous as the butterflies in my stomach refused to settle down. Looking out into the sky, I saw the darkness looming over as if trying to intimidate me into submission. I started to doubt myself and Fred spotted it. "Relax, you have been through it in the simulator and you aced it. You are a genius for crying out loud.[!]" He sounded serious but i could just trace that bit of jealousy in his voice. I nodded, too many butterflies restricted my breath and I needed to take a deep one to calm myself down.
8.15pm
The time for me to act has come but I was hesitant. "Oh come on, get a hold of yourself will you?" Fred said, irritated. "Give me a moment." I replied and tried to search for something within me. Something that would give me an ocean of confidence every pilot needed.
I looked into the past, everything was just whizzing backwards in time. Friends, relationships, hobbies, work, family......the list went on. And it struck me. The simpliest question you could ask a child.
"What do you want to be when you grow up?" I was rather startled as it was my voice that spoke. And the answer came as though it was a natural part of a script, " I want to be a pilot!"
I felt a brew of courage stirring within me. "I can do it!" I silently thought to myself. The rain had let up and the moon was now visible. I smiled to myself as I spoke into the annoucer. Fred looked at me with something just short of amazement. "What are you looking at?" I asked mockingly. The turned away to fiddle with more knobs and switches.
I was ready.
The plane rattled as I slowly pushed up the throttle. I observed the speed of the plane and waited until a 150 knots before I took off. As I eased the controls upwards I felt the first wheel leave the ground. The G-force came along but disappeared as we attained stability. Finally[,] I flicked the switch for the landing gear to be retracted. That's it we were flying and I felt a sense of thrill and success along with a dose of adrenaline. "This is it, we are flying." I said. Only to hear Fred chuckle in glee.

That thing right there, got me a whooping 24 out of 30 for my composition. Hurray for noob-ish pilots! Lol. Andrew's piece was good too, but touching...is not the right word to describe it. But that guy is quite a good writer. *sigh* I am 4 marks short of the 28/30 glory to be on par with the Sec 2 record set by Nick Yue. -.-'''

Chemistry was just a friggin' mess, got a measly 68.6 for it and I had like...5 marks worth of careless mistakes mounting up to a 7% difference. That would have gotten me like an A1??!!! Anyway, I am 7th in class and 56th in level for now. I am probably going to drop a few places but I am definitely going to stay on the top 10 of the class list. Not satisfying at all...but a ray of hope shines because there are people who jump from 45 at Mid-years to single digits at 'O' levels. Note to self, DO NOT BE COMPLACENT. I've got approximately 9 Chinese exam scripts to do in my bag now and I am turning into a zombie. I cannot believe I forgot how to write for the newspaper article...but at least I still have my B3, hehe. I need it A LOT to save me. It is 5 days till the big Chinese showdown!

End Results for Mid-Years:
English - 70.8 [A2]
Chinese - 57.3 [C5]
A math - 33.3 [F9]
E math - 55.5 [C5]
Chemistry - 68.6 [B3]
Physics - 48.6 [D7]
SS/SSH - 35.0 [F9]
Literature - 43.0 [E8]
Art - 68.0 [B3]
Overall Percentage: 61.7%

I definitely need math aid. Gonna bug my cousin. But then I feel demoralised sometimes...I need that A1 and I need A1 for all math and all sciences too. It is compulsory...along with an A2 for my Literature A1 for English and B3 for Art. Minimal. It is the only method. I need to really settle down and seriously cramp my memory space. But honestly, looking at my school statistics...56th position with my kind of results. NO WONDER only 20 people got into ACJC. Haha...well, I pray that admissions from ACS BR will be higher this year, now that discipline is much more stringent. Oh well, slack slack slack.

I need a break from all this...maybe after 'O' levels I might just go do something real fun.

Oh I must add, that witch teacher is idiotic and annoying. She told us to submit an assignment by today and guess what, I went to her office and SHE WAS NOT THERE! Idiot women. [Correction: women*/ Female dog!]