I am all sleepy head now, deal to self-inflicted lack of sleep which is a direct consequence of late night gaming yesterday. I shall still blog about tomorrow though, as it is a very important day. So please bear with me and kindly ignore any mistakes in the posts. For regular readers, I’ve already trained your brain and eyes for that, so no biggy.
Release of Alevel Result
Tomorrow at 2.30pm, I’ve got the return to Anderson Junior College, the college that gave me tonnes of memory, where I see how people are happily blinded by simple truth and choose to live in their own paradise, where people listen and internalise instructions and “facts” without even thinking (Most AJCians are perfect victims for even the dumbest of all con-artist), where students mug “concept map” for maths exam, where newspaper are meant to be highlighted and memorised, where a once pest-filled canteen with lousy food is considered “First Class”, where the Vice-Principal specifically instructs class leaders that “This survey will affect the school’s ranking. So you know what you should do? We do not want to tarnish the school’s image.” before taking MOE survey.
I’ve seen the worst of education and the law-abiding, dumb aspect society in AJC, which is an eye opener for me. Needless to say I did not want to AJC to take any credit or blame for my soon to be known Alevel result. While studying frantically for Alevels after slacking for 1.8 years, I only relied on TYS with Worked Solutions and my textbooks, with zero reference to any tutorials, lecture notes, materials given by AJC.
While typical AJCians treat materials handled down by their teachers like bibles, I didn’t even know where mine went. While typical AJCians finish their tutorials BEFORE time, I work at my own pace, trailing behind them by 5 or more tutorials.
While typical AJCians meet up and “study” (more like chatting and giggling) together, overcrowding and disrupting the hell out of Woodlands Library, I stayed on my bed with my Techno and Rock music, silently learning and absorbing.
I told myself that if I get at least 60 points tomorrow, which translates to ABB+B4 or AAB+C6 or BBB+A1 or AAA+C6, I’m going to continue laughing at AJCians for the rest of my life, especially that exhibits 100% mugger attitude, with high “aims” and “goals” while knowing nothing about why they want them or what the “goals” or “aims” are for. Many AJCians complain that JC life is tough. I only studied for 3 weeks in my entire stay in AJC, and the rest of the time I played games, watched animes, and appeared on Newspaper. Lets see if my theory that only those unfitting to be in a JC will find JC life tough is true.
If i get less than 60 points, well, I may cry. But I did my best, didn’t I? Without any external help. With my own effort. Even more hero than a private candidate eh?
Anniversary
Also tomorrow, shall be my second Anniversary with Chan Si Hui, my very cute and cuddly dear, whom I first proposed to (just for the fun of it at that time) at Changi Airport while choking over a bottle of mineral water, and whom I first held the hand of on the MRT train back from Changi Airport.
Such unromantic and inspiring start. But without actually keeping track of time, it is 2 years already.
For as long as I remember of my teenage life, she had always been by my side, loving me, scolding me, crying because of me, and smiling for me.
Being with her is fun. She is just of the right height, and of just the right intelligent. I love her expression when her witty jokes didn’t fool me. I love her laughter when she laughs at my jokes. I love her sweet voice when I talk to her over the telephone. I love her innocence. I love her truthfulness. I love her smell. I think no point continuing this paragraph. I love her everything. (With the exception of something 
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Since I am such a fantastic boyfriend, I am going to wake up early tomorrow, travel the sickening one hour journey to her house, have breakfast with her, lunch together, go AJC to collect the results together, and then go for dinner @ Sakura together.
I can’t wait for tomorrow to begin. Other than March 16, which is my enlistment day, the most exciting day which may change my life is tomorrow.
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