Since the laptop fails..

And fails VERY BADLY..

This is for you, dude. ;)

Sometimes...

I forget. I forget that sometimes, other people don't want to be treated the way I'd like to be treated. Sometimes I forget that I'm not like other people. Sometimes I forget that I'm probably not the best representative for everyone. That I like deciphering things. I like guessing things right. I like knowing things without being told outright. I like feeling like I'm not troubling someone to explain something to me. That their effort wouldn't be wasted on me.

I guess... I've been assuming too much.

To be different is a privilege; to be different from so many others is an affliction one bears with a fragile pride.

And so... I'm sorry. I'm sorry for being assumptive. I'm sorry; I'm still learning, still trying to get a good grade in this. Trouble is, I can't seem to determine my scores at all.

I'm running out of things to say.

Could this be the demise of another blog, you say?


No, not really. For now, at least.


Life's been getting slightly... Repetitive, I guess. No, not falling into a rut, thank God. Maybe things are starting to look more familiar again, just with brighter strokes of the paintbrush and bigger words in the story. And I don't mind things being a little different this time round, maybe. It's a little scary, but life is terrifying, when it comes down to bits and things.


So anyways, I'm done with all my exams. NOT. I've two more papers to go through next Wednesday and Friday, and I'll be free. Relatively. But now I'm not so excited. =S Dear God, hopefully things go alright. *scrunches face and closes eyes tight in hope*


But yeah. Screw that for now.


Been going to school just for Socio for the past two weeks or so, but that's gonna change soon, I guess. Starting Math again, tomorrow, maybe. EURGH. Yeah, that is the verbal equivalent of my distaste for said subject. Yech. Sighs. Yeah, I'm at least learning something and all that, but really, Math? 


Did I ever mention how I don't really like window shopping? No? Well, I don't. Not really. But one DOES get tempted when one sees something like this:

I don't care if I sound biased or not, but I LOVE Gryffindor's dress. SO CUTE. And Ravenclaw's boots. I kinda like Slytherin's coat too. And Hufflepuff's cute lil' ring thing. HEHE. By the way, the picture doesn't belong to me. (A) Was just borrowing for some fun. Hehe.


Anyways. It got me onto a string of sites and-I'll stop. Wouldn't wanna embarrass myself any further. =3


So basically, today was a waste of time. Well, most of my time was wasted online, even tonight, but it's okay.

Crap, I haven't even touched my Socio homework.

I'm officially a bimbo. So yeah.

HAHA. I woke up this morning (yes, 11am is STILL morning, can't you see the am at the back?) and showered and stuff, before taking my Mom's laptop and GASP!

ALL MY STUFF WERE GONE!

So I panicked, told some people about it (as in personally; Twitter don't count) and I had actually devised a plan (somewhat) to retrieve my songs, my Student Council things and *sobs* my songs, when out of the blue..

Daddy entered the room. With a new haircut. HAHA.

I don't have a picture of him in the haircut though. Sighs. Ah well. This'll have to do.

Anyways!

He did some thingy majiggy and BOOM! Everything was back! Even my Mom's wallpaper of her and Dad! HAHAHAHA!

Thus is a morning in the life of Sherly.

What have I been up to?

A little mischief, certainly, but all's good. =D


Teehee. But yeah. I'm freakin' done with AS SOCIO, BABY! Sigh. The elation that I feel though, cannot be compared to the day when I will be officially done with Math. Statistics, to be more specific. Hey, that sort of rhymed! 3rd November, mark my words. I'd either have a big crap-eating grin throughout the whole day, or just faint from the exhilaration of it all. HAHA. I like using big words. Well, not so big, but slightly larger than average. =3


Anyways!


My Socio paper was on.. Monday afternoon, yes. Hahaha. Whoops. ()=) Hehe. But yeah. My next paper's on Tuesday, I think, and it's EAS 1, which, hopefully, wouldn't be too difficult.

"Pffft, Sherly. You? English? Difficult? That's like saying I'm thin!" HAHA. Sorry Dal, was just teasing. =3 By the way, you're SO not as fat as you think (say, exclaim, declare) you are. =)

The past two weeks or so have been spent mostly in the Student Council Room-and lemme get this out of the way before I get teary-eyed and stuff; I will SO miss this room when we get evicted. Like seriously; how are we gonna adapt ourselves to the outside world once again?! D=-revising, bumming around, and generally just having a lot of fun with some of the Council members. Hehehe.

Like everyone else, I like this picture the best too. =3 Speaks for itself, it does.

Hehe. Pigged out a lot this week as well; thanks to Lynnie for the ice-cream (and chocolate rice, which I devoured absent-mindedly BUT didn't even get remotely high, probably not potent enough) and ourselves for the bright idea of having Jollibee for lunch one day. Which we did. Yesterday. And I had my beef cheeseburger fix, as well as DQ. <3 Hehehe. Ate like, 4 cones of ice-cream but I didn't get sick! WHOO. Poor Chynna though. =3 TEEHEE. I don't think I'll be eating as much ice-cream in the near future, though. That was really a bit too much, even for someone with a sweet tooth like myself.

I'd have a picture of the boy band too, but alas, we've yet to take one together. Or a name. Wait; didn't Dal come up with something?

My memory is haphazard at times, forgive me.

I know I'm supposed to be cramming for Socio...

... And yet here I am.

I can't bring myself to concentrate, to remember Durkheim and Prout and James and Oakley and James Patrick and Mary McIntosh and Paul Willis and Kingsley Davis and-

The past couple of weeks were... Slightly chaotic, in a sense. It wasn't like I wasn't used to the pandemonium. I've been a student for more than a freaking decade, for heaven's sake. Exams and stress are like, a natural component of my life, even more so now. No, it was more like.. It was as if my thoughts decided to stop being numb and assault me mindlessly, pulling me in directions I didn't know I was capable of going.

Maybe it was due to the fact that I've been constantly told that I'm almost an adult, almost there, almost joining the terrifying world of adulthood. But funny thing was, I've been told this ever since I hit puberty. So does that mean the effect's gone? The so-called excitement and exhilaration of being called an adult, has it faded away?

Of course not. I'm not an idiot.

Just because I'm not working yet doesn't mean my innocence, my ignorance wasn't robbed long, long ago. Heck, I actually DID work before this. And no, it wasn't a family business whatever.

Where was I?

Ah. Being reminded of my entrance into adulthood constantly. Pretty soon, I'll be walking through those gates that so many have walked through, and wonder how far I'll go, how much I'll be able to handle, how deep I'll be strong enough to unearth.

And I wonder again, how much different it will look like seeing things from the other side of the wall.


I remember selling my extra stationery as a kid, just to earn some money to buy the food from the school canteen, so I had to take care of my only two pencils and one eraser and ruler and not lose them if I didn't want to risk my mother's wrath. And then I sold food with little toys in it as I grew older and met those who missed their childhood almost as much as I did and earned some more money. I remember feeling independent and proud, because then I wasn't troubling anyone. I was naive in thinking I'd help everyone, and to an extent, I did. But maybe, maybe I was the one who chipped away some more of that innocence that was hardly me.


And soon, pretty soon, I'll be let loose on the roads. More responsibilities. More expectations. More failures. More successes. Everything doubles, triples in size.

The mantle that I bear grows heavier with each passing day, and only through His grace that the yoke is bearable enough for me to go through today, tomorrow, another day. I'm not Supergirl. I've no cape, and kryptonite does nothing to me, but so many things less powerful brings me to my knees.

I can't be anyone's saviour. I'm not strong enough. I'm not kind enough. I'm not brave enough. I'm not selfless enough.

Let Someone else play the hero of the story.

It is POSSIBLE! =D

As a tribute to our dear own Sammy Slick, I have finally mustered the effort (not that it required much) to find out HOW on earth do you exactly change a blog address and.. 

Voilà!

New blog address! And yes, I Googled the word to get the exact spelling. I'm paranoid like that. =D


Anyways! Exams have been ruling my life; not really, but yeah. Been having exams since last week, actually, and I only have Math Mocks before the real thing overwhelms me (again, not really) in.. GASP! Two weeks! =O


Owh dear. No, I did not consume any Coke, you stereotypical people. Please. As if I need a fizzy drink to get high. Or fart. HEHE.


Nah. I just did 4 essays today, and the equivalent of 10 pages. Would have probably done more, except that I keep running out of ideas by the time I hit the 2-page mark when there's about 45 minutes left to go, and I meant that when I'd already finished both questions. Sighs. Sucks being a fast writer, sometimes. Especially when you've been staring at the words for the past 10 minutes and there's still about half an hour to go while everyone's frantically adding more points, scribbling more words and generally panicking about their answers. Sighs. I feel like such a dude sometimes.


Had Socio first of all, last Wednesday, and a bombshell was dropped onto our laps as we crammed Durkheim's theories and Ann Oakley's many feminist views into our heads, announcing our paper 2, which was previously supposed to be yesterday, was moved to the day after our first paper. Sighs. Poor us.


Oh, did I mention we had to write 2 essays for the first paper and 2 data responses for the second one? Yeah, fun that.


But I'd rather go through all that than Math this Monday though. Heh. Yes, my utter dislike for the subject is certainly palpable enough for you to notice. Thank you for sniggering.

ANYWAYS.

Thank God for Korean songs. At least I can't exactly sing along to them while I'm cramming for my exams. Yet. D= Although Brian Joo's cover of Jason Derulo's In My Head was playing nearly the whole time during Lit...




Ah well. I shall go off now and do other stuff more worthwhile than talking about exams and whatnot.